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— | T has seemed to those who have been placed in charge of this book repre- 
j_ senting as it does the student body, that it would be altogether fitting 

to add a few words, inadequate as they may be, to give expression to our 
feelings to the many and beautiful tributes that have been paid to the 
memory of Mr. Bowen, whose portrait appears on the opening page, 
and to whom we have the honor to dedicate our book. 

Death is a common occurrence in the Providental order of life, yet 
death beyond any other event produces the strongest impression upon 
the mind. This is true when it knocks at the door of the humblest 
and much more so when it overtakes those prominent in life, those who 
have achieved honor and success among their fellows. 

The sudden death of Archer ('. Bowen, in the prime of life, recalls 
to our memory the beautiful manner in which Dr. Holmes spoke of 
death in early life, comparing life to a clock which had been wound by 
the angel of life to run for three score years and ten, but which thru an 
accident had run down before the lapse of the allotted time. 

While Mr. Bowen 's stay among us was short, in that brief time we were able 
to learn of his true manhood, his kindly and sympathetic nature, his sweetness 
of disposition, gentleness of manner and fine courtesy to all his associates. 

Mr. Bowen was a leading man in our school not only in a professional way, 
but socially as well. He was the true type of a gentleman, courtly and perfect 
in bearing with an attractive personality which drew all to love and respect him. 

On the day of his death our school exercises were suspended and everywhere 
little groups of students were collected, grief stricken beyond measure of belief. 
A cloud of gloom, dark and impenetrable, had settled over every one of us. 

The suddenness of our bereavement and the circumstances attending it aroused 
the sympathy and regret not only of those who knew him best, but of all who 
learned the sad facts of the case. He died a martyr to his profession, death coming 
as a result of his devotion to duty. 

No matter how much we may philosophize and no matter how much comfort 
we may find in the belief of immortality, nevertheless we are stunned and grieved 
when one whom we loved so well is taken from us. Time, God's healing gift, 
alone can help us over the great gulf of sorrow. 

Though Mr. Bowen has left us, he will ever remain as a living influence for 
good among us. We who knew him, miss him and will miss his ever-pleasant 
smile; but the memory of his services to us, the generous manner in which he con- 
tributed his time and talents for our benefit, will always linger fondly in our recol- 

AiiriiEH Clinton Bowen 


Late Teacher of History and Geography 


IS little we think as we live 

day to day, 
Of the true worth of friends whom we 

pass along our way. 
Every hour we're told of loved ones, who 

have left and entered there 
Where life's roadway has no turning, 

where they have no cross to hear. 
Such sad partings make us ponder, 

make us feel as tho there were 
More to life than mere existence, 

more to strive and labor for. 
Just so, from our midst lias left us 

One we honored and admired. 
One who labored for us, helped us. 

and one who never tired. 
His bright smile and pleasant manner gave each student 

hope and cheer 
As he met us in the class room 

many times throughout the year. 
Not alone was he our teacher — 

more than that he seemed to be — 
Just one of us you might say. a 

friend to you, to me. 
He has left us just to journey 

in that Distant Land afar. 
Where the paths are strewn witli roses, and each crown 

is decked with stars. 
Though we miss him and we sorrow, 

yet sweet memories linger yet 
Of a life whose sweet example we 

never can forget. 

Marguerite Mc Malum. 


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Upward, Onward, Outward 

A Record of 

The Class of 1912 

North Adams, Massachusetts 

Hoard of iEottorH 

Margaret Murray 

Business Manager 
Elizabeth O'Connob 

Art iEMtora 

Eleanor Bonnar Lucy Sparrow 

Margaret Allen 


Marguerite McMahon 
May L. Cassidy 
Esther Neal 
Margaret Tower 
Elsie Parsons 
Elizabeth M. Kiley 

Hannah E. Lawless 

Elizabeth O'Hern 

Eva Thompson 

Elizabeth Gallagher 

Marguerite Williams 

Elizabeth Roach 

ulabb of (Contents 

North Adams Normal School — Frontispiece 

The Faculty 

Class Song — Words and Music 
The (lass of 1912 
The Dormitory 
Abnormal Life 
Senior Dramatics 
Glee Cur 
The Sunny Side 
Mark Hopkins School 
Class History 
Class Prophecy 
Class Will 
Ivy Oration- 
Ivy Poem 

Frank F. Murdoch Principal 


Y past life avails little. My present life is an attempt to make education immediately 
serviceable and inspiring, adequate to the needs of our people. My future life will 
be the endeavor to set to work in many a mind the principles — Equal Opportunity 
for All and the Right Opportunity for Each. 

My hope is to accomplish as much as is expected of me. My reward is the success of our 
graduates and the progress of our ideals. 

Yet all these are but the life of our school, and they are mine only in common with all who 
have shared in the development of our school. 




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SHE class of 1911 last year in putting out a hook representative of their class instituted 
a custom which we are extremely glad to adopt. We thank 1I>11 Tor establishing the 
precedent and setting the example. Our hearty support goes with the custom as we 
pass it on to the coining classes. 

In writing the " Normalogue " we have tried to give the class something worthy of "lOW 
and of the North Adams Normal School. When after graduation, we break up and separate, 
it will be a comfort to feel this tie still binding us to X. A. X. S. and to our classmates and tea- 
chers. The friendships formed during our two years stay will long he continued thru these 
pages. When memory tends to erase some of our pleasures here, this hook will ever renew them; 
when our members one by one answer the call of fame, they still will he one of our class; when we 
tend to drift apart, we will ever he brought together again by reading our annals. 

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rjttH. GUSS co 
•■W infer from 

mes to us from Pennsylvania, as one may 

graduated in 1881 from the Indiana Stale Normal School. 
At Wesleyan University in Connecticut, where he was a 
member of the Phi Beta Kappa, he received his A. B. degree 
in 1888. 

In the summer of 1887 he studied /.oology at Martha's 
Vineyard and in 188!) at Woods Hole Marine Biological 
Laboratory. He took field courses in Geology in the Sum- 
mer School at Harvard in 18!)() and 1891; other summer 
courses at Colorado College in 1892 and 1804; Cook County 
(111.) Normal School, 18!).'5; University of Buffalo in 18!)(i; 
Cornell, 18!)!); and Mass. Agri. College. 1907. 

It was in Pennsylvania that Mr. Cuss had four years 
experience in the ungraded schools, becoming principal 
before 1884. He taught at Wesleyan Academy. Wilbraham, 
Mass., from 1888 to 1891, and at the State Normal School, Greely Col., until 18!)(i. Since then 
he has been at the North Adams Normal imparting to us his wonderful knowledge of geology, 
zoology, botany, physics, and chemistry, by interesting talks, and enjoyable trips. 

Arthur W. Sritbrg 

f fjV R kind and patient teacl 
^-^ Mr. Truebv graduatec 

dier of wood-work, 
ted from Philips Academy, 
Andover, Mass; and the Sloyd Training School, Boston, 
after which he worked with manufacturing companies at 
Lowell, North Chelmsford, and elsewhere. He also taught 
in district schools, and was principal of a grammer and high 
school. Later he became instructor in manual arts in 
Wakefield. Mass.. Berlin High School, Berlin, N. H.; 
Gilbert School, Winsted, Conn.; and Fitchburg High School. 
During the years 1910 and 1911, Mr. Trubey was super- 
visor of manual training at the State Normal School. 
North Adams. Mass. 

N () R M A LOG l T E 


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TCERE is the teacher who cares for us most of the firsl 
» year. She trains our voices and helps us to think 
and observe. 

A graduate of the West Held Normal School, she took 
summer courses in music at Boston, and Evanston, 111. 

From 1897 to 1901 Miss Scarle taught in the eighth 
and ninth grades at Mark Hopkins and since then she has 
been in charge of Mathematics and Music at the State 
Normal School, North Adams, Mass. 

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rrtfJISS BARIGHT graduated from Cook's Collegiate 
*'** Institute, Poughkeepsie, N. Y.; Boston University; 
Curry's School of Expression, Boston, Mass.; and took 
special post graduate work at Chicago University, Chicago, 

She first taught in a private school in Nashville, Term.; 
later at the State Normal School. West Chester, Pa.; 
the University of Oregon, Eugene, Oregon, and the State 
Normal School, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, lSOS-lOO^. Since 
1902 she lias been at the State Normal School, North Adams, 
Mass., hearing our stories, and occasionally, as a treat, 
entertaining us with her readings or recitations. 



Hary A. pparBmt 


us at the 

PHOLDER of all that is beautiful and artistic! 

A graduate of Abbot Academy, Andover, Mass.; 
the Glens Falls, N. Y. Summer School of Methods and the 
State Normal Art School. She has taken summer courses 
at Harvard University, the Rhode Island School of Design, 
Amherst Agricultural College and other well known schools. 
Three tours to Europe when she studied one winter at the 
Colarossi Academy, Paris, and in the art galleries of Eng- 
land, France and Italy. 

Miss Pearson is a member of the Eastern Art and Man- 
ual Training Teachers' Association, and the International 
Congress for the Development of Drawing and Art Teach- 

After teaching in rural and graded schools from 4th to 

9th grades, and later becoming supervisor of drawing for 

five years in towns around Boston, Miss Pearson came to 

ams Normal School in 1897, where we have all enjoyed and profited by her 

ADVOCATE of healthy minds in healthy bodies. 
Always an enthusiastic worker for our health and 

Miss Skeele was a graduate of the State Normal School, 
Bridgewater, Mass., and of the Posse Gymnasium, Boston. 

From 1893 to 1895 she taught in a private gymnasium; 
from 1895-1897 at the State Normal School, Mansfield, 
Penn., and since 1897 has been instructor in hygiene and 
physical training at the State Normal School, North Adams, 



liamtab JJ. Hatrrman 

/|P|IJIET Miss Waterman, who won our hearts on the 
^x first day of her arrival. 

A graduate of the State Normal School, Bridgewater, 
Mass., Miss Waterman took special courses at Massachu- 
setts Agricultural College, Amherst, Mass., and Hutler 
College, Indianapolis. 

She taught in Taunton, and Chelsea, at the Mark 
Hopkins School, North Adams, and later became principal 
of the Briggsville School in Clarksburg. Miss Waterman 
has also been principal of the Clemens Vounegut School, 

Now she is in charge of the Department of Correspond- 
ence Courses at the State Normal School, North Adams, 

Amu? J. Camplmr 


HE teacher to whom we are indebted for our delightful yet practical course in elementary 

has taken 


Miss Lamphier is a graduate of the State Normal School, Salem. Mass., and 
courses at various summer schools including New \ ork 
University, Massachusetts Agricultural College and Chau- 
tauqua School of Arts and Crafts. 

She has been a member of Saturday classes at Sloyd 
Normal School. 

Miss Lamphier has also taught the children in the 
primary grades in Lynn and Newton, Mass., and in Grade 
I, Mark Hopkins Training School, North Adams, from 
1004 to 1010. She has held positions as instructor in 
summer schools and has had private classes in basketry 
and in folk-dancing. Since 1010 she has been the director 
of elementary handicraft at the State Normal School, 
North Adams, including basketry and other forms of weav- 
ing, printing and woodwork. Since 1011 she has been a 
member of the faculty of the Chautauqua Summer School. 



N () R M A L OCUE 

ij?lpn Han Armm ^rhuglpr 

fATIENT Miss Schuyler! Instructor of cooking and 
sewing, and all the useful household arts. 
A graduate of the Boston Cooking School in 1903, 
Miss Schuyler held the position of supervisor of household 
arts at Williamstown, Mass., from 1904 to 1907. 

Since then she has been supervisor of household arts 
at the State Normal School, North Adams, Mass. 
She has also studied at Columbia Summer School. 


Mr*, imrna E, (Enurli 

/|j\UR well-loved Mrs. Couch! How good she is to us! A graduate of Butchel College, 
Akron, Ohio, where the degree of A. M. was conferred on her by her Alma Mater in 
1905. Mrs. Couch received also a Teacher's Professional Cer- 
ficate, and a Teacher's Permanent Certificate for Penn. where 
she took a special course at the State Normal School at Edin- 
boro, Pa. 

In the high schools of Union City and Cambridge 
Springs, Penn., Mrs. Couch taught German and Mathe- 
matics. Later in 1885 she became the principal of the 
Veazie St. School, North Adams, and of the Mark Hopkins 
School in 1889. When the Normal School was established 
at North Adams in 1897, and Mark Hopkins became its 
training-school, she was made principal of the training 
department and instructor of the Normal students in 
penmanship, child-study, school organization and school 
management, which position she now holds. 

X () R M A LOG U K 


Mrs. (grawa 

/fpirR Southern Lady! Always cheerful and entei 
vJ7 tainine witli 1km- mam- stories. 

Mrs. Graves is a graduate of the Free Kindergarten 
Association of Louisville, Kentucky. In the same city 
she was principal lor one year of a private kindergarten, 

the four years following she was principal of the Parent 
Kindergarten under the Louisville Free Kindergarten 
Association. During two of these years she was supervisor 
of two kindergartens and critic of all the manual work of 
the Normal classes under the Association. 

In the State Normal School at Willimantic, Connecti- 
cut, 1896-1904, Mrs. Graves was training teacher and 
supervisor of two kindergartens. Part of this time she 
gave the psychology of play to the Normal students who 
were taking the general course, and had charge of play 
and games in Grades 1 and "2. 
Since 1904 she has been principal of the Kindergarten in the training school and training 
teacher in the Kindergarten-Primary at the State Normal School, North Adams. 

"TrHROLGHOLT our course at Normal, we have always 
sought out our dear Miss Bugbee for sympathy and 
advice, confident that she would never fail us. 

After her graduation from the School of Domestic 
Science, Boston. Miss Bugbee became assistant matron 
at Taconic Hall in 1 903. The next year she was appointed 
matron at Taconic Hall, which position she now holds. 


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Alma ifflatrr 

Hail, our Alma Mater! 

Praises now we bring 

Tender we our offering 

As we gaily sing. 

Thou hast watched our progress, 

Thru the trying days. 

Always for thy helpful care 

Our songs we'll raise. 


Hail, our school, 

For thee we'll endeavor! 

Mother, dear! 

We'll sing thy glories ever. 

Raise our cries. 

Oh, may we fail thee never. 

Hail! to thee, 

North Adams Normal School! 

Esther Neal. 

KB Qltfr (ElaBB nf 1912 M& 

(ttlass ©ffi^re 

Vice President 

Frances Nickerson Treasurer Elizabeth O'Connor 

May I.. Cassidy Recording Secretary Hannah E. Lawless 

Corresponding Secretary Elsie J. Parsons 



UGGY" isn't the kind of a girl to "show off" what she knows, but sound her on any 
subject and you'll find she knows a whole lot. It is too bad that with all that knowledge 
and in spite of the fact that she has promised ten years to her profession, 
Clarksburg has such an attraction for her. Twice we have been 
awakened at night by the sound of a runaway horse and heard "Hurt. 
Margaret?" ringing on the air. Three times and out; a word to the 
wise is sufficient. 

It is incomprehensible to us, the peculiar fondness which Margaret 
manifests for the note "Ray". 

It was all in a good cause that "Muggy" nearly won the name of 
"Class Kick". 

Keep up the good work. We expect to hear from you again, 
even if von have a "Ray" of hope that you will never teach. 

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ESSIE is one of the many Elizabeths in our class who are all jolly girls, hut we all consider 
this particular Elizabeth the "Hap" piest. Bessie is one of the girls who is very fond of 
low-necked kimona waists in spite of warnings of the principal. And 
I almost forgot to say that anyone who cares to hear a talking machine, 
just call around at the Normal School any time after 4 p. m. This 
is when Bess thinks she does her studying. She can't study at home. 
I wonder why? Never mind. Bess, you're all right, and if there 
were a few more girls like you, there would be more smiles and fewer 



DELIA BOLAND, North Adams, .Muss. 

WHAT is llial buzzing sound? Oh, thai is only Delia discussing the latesl topics of the 
day with some of her satellites. Is she a hear! breaker? Well, just ask Esther and 
"Babe" what they have been thinking on that subject since the 
recent ball game in which she did the kidnapping act that gave her 
two escorts home. 

Delia's chief occupation, however, is not breaking hearts, but is 
tossing up a penny and muttering, "Heads is Amherst, tails is Pitts- 

Yet we all have a warm place in our hearts for the girl who brightens 
up our classroom with "the smile that won't come off." 


ERE'S our little " Bonny" with the same smile that she carries wit h her at all times. Eleanor 
is the lucky girl in our class. Can you guess the reason why? Well I will tell you. 
She lias that honorable position of assistant in the Science Depart- 
ment for which so many girls have applied. Mr. Guss thought she 
would fill the place best, because he believed, no doubt, that she had 
heard many of the "ins and outs" of that department through his 
previous assistant. As a result of this, "Bonny" always has her mind 
in two places, one, of course, on her work, and the other away out 
in Ohio. No one knows why Eleanor took the Domestic Arts course, 
but all can guess. 

MARY RUTH BROWN, Williamstown, Mass 
TM'TII who comes from Williamstown entered with the class of 1911, but left at the close 
of the first year to travel and "see the world." After a pleasant winter spent in "the 
sunny southland" she came back to the Normal evidently realizing 
that it would be quite an honor to be ranked as a member of the present 

Senior class. Ruth has made many friends and has impressed all as '^^B 

an earnest and industrious student. 




RUBY BUDD, West Lebanon, X. Y. 
TYI'BY who joined us September last. 

Is both the jewel and the Budd of our class; 
And when to her task her mind she sets 
She'll sit up all night the lesson to get. 

When to a costume party she goes, 
Sir Walter Raleigh's her favorite pose; 
But when as teacher away she goes, 
We wish her luck wherever she roves. 

FLORA KATHRYN BURT, Bennington. Vt- 

()W silently, how silently, 

Our classmate Kathryn Burt 
Doth go about her duties, 
And is never known to flirt. 


To a stranger she is serious, 

Bui her friends, they disapprove, 

For once you come to know her. 
She is full of life and love. 

She is very fond of dancing. 

And, if allowed at all, 
She will surely find a partner 

To attend a Leap Year ball. 

"Five Hundred" Kathryn dotes on, 
And "Continued Stories", too, 

But always to her studies 

She proves herself true blue. 

MAY LOUISE CASSIDY, Sheffield, Mass. 
IV/TA^ Cassidy, our jolly vice-president, is always ready with a word of praise for the 
for , when asked to write a paragraph or even a sentence, her subject is sure to be 
Class ot 1912". In entertaining her classmates she has no equal, 
her ever-ready wit, quaint sayings and generosity of heart endearing 
her to all. 

May is very fond of literature, and she is always ready with a 
word which expresses a thought in the most concise form. When 
asked to express her feeling after reading Burroughs' essay on "The 
Apple", she answered, " Urn, I want an apple." Last year it was 
said of May, "There is not a girl in the class with a better sense of 
humor than May Cassidy." We all hope that in the future this gift 
help her lo enjoy her work and see the best side of her school life. 




ESTHER CHAIN, North Adams. Mass. 

FTMIE stars are less dim than the light of her eyes. 
■*- The sheen of her hair with the raven's wing vies. 
Her lips shame the hues of the red rose so gay, 
You'll see this fair maid at our Normal each day. 

A studious pupil is this little lass. 
Who studies and strives for the love of her class; 
She pores o'er her lessons far into the night, 
Trying' to reason with all her might. 

Hut though she is small, she has very great power, 
For fifth grade hoys before her do cower: 
And how she'll succeed we need not say. 
But we'll wish her happiness on her way. 

'HERE is a sweet girlie named Anne But try just as hard as you can. 

-*- Anne with the meek blue eyes. 

Folks say she looks so solemn. 

She may, but she isn't, you know. 

If they told them she'd "give them a lemon 

Say, "Confound it, it's really not so." 

Her pet expressions are funny. 

So full of vigor and vim. 

And she make the dandiest "bunny"; 

I'm sure she will satisfy HIM. 

Domestic Arts Course is her choice. 
Which accounts for the "bunny", you sec. 
But for aprons — she raises her voice 
And cries out — "Woof, not for me!" 

You never can make her cry 

CORA MARY COFFIL, North Adams, Mass 
TT7HEN up at the Normal, this particular lass 

Is frequently found near a looking-glass. 
Domestic Arts Course she entered last fall 
Which enables Miss Cora to cook for us all. 
Her work in gymnasium is worthy of note. 
As all of her classmates would readily vote. 
The (dee Club she entered and gave of her best. 
Thus helping the altos with fervor and zest. 
She plays the piano for noon dancing class, 
And great is the laughter from each merry lass. 
So congenial, obliging, but studious and true. 
Of her friends then- are many — of her enemies, tew. 


NOR M A L O G U I". 

TTALF a minute of nine! (Jirls, where's Mary, — sick? (), bless you, no! Mary 
■*■-*■ Here she comes now, with her coat on, and half a dozen books under each arm, 
in both hands. Open her desk for her, — it's getting late! Oh dear, 
there isn't half room enough for studious Mary's belongings in this 
tiny little desk! Pile in as many books as you can, Mary, and shut 
the cover down quick, Mr. Murdock's ready to begin! Put the others 
on top — you may get a minute or so between times to extract a precious 
grain from your Destiny of Man. We all know Mary's the girl that 
works every last second. 

isn't sick! 
and papers 

"DUNNY" is one of the two Davises who adorn our class. Her elegantly arranged hair 
distinguishes her, for, was there ever a new style of hair-dressing in which she did 
not appear? Coming to us from the East Mountain, "backwoodsman" 

^^fe| iM'tt^ life is her delight. Rightly may we regard "Hun" as a distinct 

V" record-breaker, for, although living at such a great distance, she has 

4^^ not been absent one day of school during her course at Normal; (this 

%f^ is not all;) dodging (lie "table-cloth shaking" has been her greatest 

success. That she be as successful in all her undertakings is the 

wish of all. 

ETHEL MAE DAVIS, Greenfield, Mass. 
<<TT7H0 is that?" you ask. Why, that is our Gibson girl from Greenfield. 

Early in her Junior year, Ethel developed a remarkable taste for drawing, and her 
"Pratt-le" concerning this subject in Miss Pearson's classes was 
always listened to with attention, for as she had already been instructed 
in this "gentle art", who but Ethel ought to know? Ethel always 
attends, and seems to enjoy the school dances, and if you ask the 
reason for this, she will tell you "because she loves" 'to lead'". 
Fine! in a school-teacher, but for one who intends to teach only five 
years "at the most" it is something to be avoided. Good luck, 



TV/TAR Y, our dear little Kindergartner, with the sparkling- blue (\vcs and golden curls, has 
been a source of joy to all. Not only has her winning way conquered a heart" live miles over", 

^^k jj^^ but Worcester "Tech's" her fancy. So. why should we he surprised, 

mL .^ thai this conscientious, child loving, active maid, so I'ond of cooking 

M MMl L :U1< 1 household duties, is looking forward to a private kindergarten 

m |£j A at the foot of Wachusett. To prepare for this, she (il)>ci\<-> the rule. 

■ H Early to bed and late to rise 

Makes a maid beautiful, young and wise. 
Thus we can sec how all day long she keeps up her dance and song. 
vigor and vim, which makes the wheels of the school go round. 

/^ERTRLDE enjoyed her trips from Pittsfield and no matter what occurred, never missed 
the 4.1.5 car. I wonder why? Her society life with "Sid" has increased during the last 
two years; all this being a source of pleasure to the girls. After each 
recitation Gertrude may be found having a little chat with the teacher. 
Her privilege of substituting has proved her ability at her future 
profession. Although her experience as teacher will be short and 
successful, she will, nevertheless, promote another's welfare. 


UTH, who is so proud of her rural initials. R. E. I)., is one of those in our number who 
belong to the "Petite" group. She is small but we know that the best things arc always 
^^^H^^^ done up in I he smallest packages. 

tin spite of her smallness she has shown quite a good deal of skill 
in her "gym" work. In this case size seems to be no handicap. 
Ruth has felt the call of the muse and has answered it with several 
poems of a romantic nature. Those who are well acquainted with 
Ruth are not surprised at this for they know she can speak from ex- 

Cares and perplexities vanish with this fair lass who can always 
see a silver lining to every dark cloud, and on account of this we all 
feel sure that she will find happiness and success in her future life. 




ESSIE has come over from Billtown for two years to the school on the hill to find something 

about which to worry. If it isn't toe-ology, it's psychology. If one doesn't care to 

worry, tell Hess the trouble and she will worry for one. 

After receiving her degree as (). M. in June, Bess will probably 
rest in the summer if dances do not come her way. Have you heard 
that she is the best dancer in Williamstown? 

In the fall she will go to her new field of work and we all wish her 
the best of success. 


'S quiet dignity tells us immediately that she is from Pittsfield. Still, she adds 
aracteristic laugh to the chapel mirth, showing what Normal life has done for her. 

Jen was among the distinguished few who, last year, parted with 
their appendices, in consequence of which she has enjoyed about 
three times as much of some of the teachers' company as the rest of 
us. At Briggsville, she was exposed, according to custom in that 
school, to the "dictionary habit", to which she fell a ready victim. 

Jennie looks wide awake enough on bright days when travel by 
the dormitory is good, but, strange to relate, often of evenings, when 
well-known footsteps stop at her door and a knock is heard — presto! 
she is asleep. For a ready accomplice in mischief, a staunch supporter 
in fun, "here's to you, Jen!" 

Elizabeth Gallagher, Pittsfield, Mass. 

"DUSTLING about our corridors, always busy, Bessie soon impressed us with her purpose 
at Normal. Though short in stature she is very long in other respects. Of her literary 
ability we need hardly speak; for who is not familiar with her essays, 
letters, myths, etc. Little less is her fame as an artist, to say nothing 
of athletics, where Bess always shines. 

Her presence in a crowd is sure to vouch for strictly proper con- 
duct, for if there is one thing our classmate will not tolerate, it is a 
flirt. If her present views continue, Bessie will doubtless grace the 
schools of Massachusetts for many years to come. 



ABE'S" right name is Beatrice, but all the call her "Babe". This little lady is 

very fond of her nationality for just say something about some greal French chef or 
nobleman and she will immediately straighten up and s;iy, "That's 
me." "Babe" drives Dolly down from the mountains every morning, 
and Dolly usually walks a 1$ line, but one morning she performed a 
stunt and for full particulars I refer you to "Babe". 

If you ever want to call her up, well, don't do it unless you have 
a whole day in which to wait — for she loves to call up some one from 

SARAH GENEVIEVE HARRIS. South Shaftsbury, Vermont 
f I MIIS little girl whom I now describe. 

Is a fair flower from the Green Mountain side. 
Sweet and shy, with a roguish eye, 
Is this dear elf from the stale close by. 
As I have heard, and doubtless 'tis true. 
All which one "Willie" could toll to you. 
That in a dance she is light and coy 
And was never known to speak to a boy. 

^/^ARRIE", one of our New York State girls who entered our class at the beginning o* 

the Senior year, is well-known among the girls as a jolly good-natured maiden. She 
is exceedingly industrious and a good student in the class-room. 
Her friendly smile and cheery greeting will always be a brightening 
memory in the future to the classmates of li)l-2. 




HER hand was as generous as her heart. 
Kindness, generosity and hospitality are the qualities by which we shall remember 
Jane Judge. ^^fl ^^ 

Jane came from the busy city of Holyoke to join the class of 1912. 
Although she was much interested in our school, still there were other 
schools and colleges that were more interesting to her, especially 
Holy Cross and Clark. The city of North Adams, too, did not appeal 
to Jane at first, but before long it became especially interesting to her. 

We are all sure that Jane will succeed if she perseveres, and we 
know that no effort that she makes will be lost. Sometime, somewhere, 
somehow, we hope that she will find that for which she seeks. 


EVELYN ROSE KAY, Adams, Mass. 
ISS Evelyn, otherwise "Pebs", comes from the town of Adams. She is little and fair. 
quiet and sedate and the very pattern of dignity. But if there is "anything doing" 
anywhere, you may count upon Evelyn to be there. Whether it be 
in the gymnasium, in basket ball and dances, or at the house of " my 
|B m chum" for supper, she is sure to be on hand. So with this conibina- 

\ j& ^ tion of propriety and fun, we all love Evelyn. 

ELIZABETH MARY KILEY, Northampton, Mass. 
<<T/ r I" is one of the Connecticut valley girls and is very fond of art. She has just agreed 
^" that her favorite picture is Baby Stuart, for in her room she has a number of pictures by 
this same title. But "Ki" always did like a variety in whatever 
she had or did. This along with her cheerfulness and kind heart will 
bring success when she is teaching in an "up-to-date" rural school. 

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HEX we speak of Hannah Lawless For seemingly so innocent, 

There is much that we might guess, She is not, we confess. 

All her actions seem so dignified 
And her face so very sweet. 

Hut her pretty dimple deepens 

When she meets him on the street. 

She pretends to like her girl friends. 
But that's only now and then. 

For she radiantly shuns them 
If in company with men. 

She likes to stroll on Union Street 
And likes the "United State"; 

May fond memory surround 
Fair Hannah and her mate. 

She is ever kind and thoughtful 
And wherever she may delve. 

Grateful friends await her 
In the class of 1912. 


MONG our favorite classmates She is happy, loving, and helpful, 

Is the girl we know by "Dad", And is never known to be sad 

Her eyes so brown and "laughing" 
Attracted once a "Beard", 

But the loss of a friend in Pittsfield 

Was the thing that soon she feared. 

She's oh, so fond of candy 

That comes "five pounds" at a time; 

Say naught of daily telephones 

That come from down the line. 

But at Williams, is the cousin 
Whom she thinks is best of all; 

She welcomes him here evenings. 
He takes her to basket ball. 

Yet this is not all of our "Daddie", 
To her lessons she's always true; 

She ranks among the highest 
In our class, one nine one two. 


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RUTH ELIZA LOOMIS, Bennington, Vermont. 

BLUE art- her eves as the fairy flax 

Her cheeks like the dawn of May." 
Ruth, commonly called "Bunny," by her classmates, came from 
Vermont. She is known by both Juniors and Seniors as the girl 
with the smiling face, who always looks upon her work as "easy". 
Though she insists she does not like teaching, among all its members, 
the Senior class can boast of none who are more successful. But no 
matter what path in life our sister classmate enters upon, we have 
full faith in her unbounded success. 


RUTH ADELLE LYMAN, Huntington, Mass. 
(J quiet, yet so set, is Ruth, Debate she can, but does not lose 

To will, to do, yes, ever. Nerve, energy no never. 

Tell lies she can, tell lies she will 
And win without endeavor; 

For men may come and men may go, 
But Ruth will lie forever. 


KATHLEEN MARSH, Dudley, Mass. 
ASS for Durham far is she, Brave and gallant all are they. 

Thinking of the eternal "he", Which is best she cannot say. 

Small in stature, large in heart. 
Flirting is her greatest art. 

All as slaves before her fall, 

But she's just "Kitty" to them al 



MARGARET McCANN, North Adams, .Mass. 
'HERE came from that distant land known as the "Emerald Isle" a fair young maid to 
join our class. Not only has she helped to make our school life much more enjoyable 
with her violin, but she has also afforded great pleasure to many 
others at the Normal. 

It is quite a common occurrence to hear Margaret in the corridor 
exclaim in a most pleased voice, "(), heavens!" And then we know 
that she has received another of those loving missives penned by some 
one of her admirers whom she left behind her in Ireland. All cares 
and perplexities vanish when Margaret appears, and we all feel sure 
that on account of her sunny disposition she will find happiness and 
success in whatever she attempts. 

HELEN LOUISE McCARTHY, Housatonic, Mass. 

ELLA Louise from the southern Berkshire, 
With a blowing breeze first struck here; 
Her classmates all, she decided to tease. 
And blow her breeze with "this, that and these." 

The "this", we must say in a maidenly way 
Described her array of gowns for display; 
It also included those gowns yet to come. 
The colors and styles we all planned some. 

But the "that" I'll relate, surely none can debate 
That our Ella had beaux both early and late. 
A "Jack" she admired and his "red tie" desired 
For long distance phones her thoughts never tired. 

The "these", to sum up, surely will make 
All the Seniors acknowledge she's one of the great, 
For a kind-hearted nature, as Ella can claim. 
In the future will warrant success and great fame. 


IF Grace had not made me promise not to say a word about how 
she had to run every morning to catch the car for Normal, I would 
tell you all about it; but I don't dare now. While working 
up at Hartwellville, practising what she had learned in 
Domestic Arts course the first year, she made many "friends." Ask 
her about it. If there is any one in our class who knows all about the 
"workings of the outside world" and current events, it is Grace. 
At present she is anxious to obtain a position up in Savoy where she 
knows she will have a good time. Wherever she goes we hope she 
will have good success for she certainly deserves it. 



1\ MARGUERITE, known as "class wit", is always smiling. Her smile she carries into the 
class room and allows the faculty to enjoy her clever jokes as well as the scholars. If 
any of our classmates arc "down and out" let them call on Marguerite, 
and with her optimistic nature she will soon dispel all thoughts of 
care and sorrow. Her favorite expression is "Never mind, girls, 
June is coming; if we live till then we shall all he free once more." 


ANNA MARION MILLER, North Chester, Mass. 
LTHOUGH one of the quiet girls in our class, Marion has a strong influence; especially 
in a recitation when no one else seems to remember "just that part" she can usually 
supply it. No one ever asks help of her in vain, for Marion is a most 
conscientious student, always knowing the lesson. 

She possesses a great amount of patience, hut when this is exhaust- 
ed, as occasionally will happen, we know that something is up, for 

Next year when we are far from Normal, we shall miss Marion 
and often wish her near to help us with some difficult problem. 

ODNA ANASTASIA MONAT, Huntington, Mass. 

WHY, here's our woman suffrage leader who is also our house president, and doubtless her 
belief in suffrage has received an impetus on learning how well girls can uphold and obey 
all house rules. 

The truth of the motto, "Variety is the spice of life," Odna has 
proven by changing the saying, "O, he's a cousin of mine," to "O, 
he's an uncle of mine." 

Since Odna has mastered all those industrial problems, she has 
shown her ability to become in the near future a great industrial 
suffragette leader. This may now sound improbable, but stranger 
things have happened. 



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quite a 


MARGARET [RENE MURRAY, North Adams, Mass. 
>h, my!" Margaret is the captain of the S. J. basket hall team." M. M." 
record for those" straight shots, "being one of the best players in Normal. 
The breaking of her arm incidentally broke all our hearts, as it pre- 
vented her from further participation in that gentle sport, hut none 
of these things trouble her. This optimistic girl has the happy faculty 
of drowning all cares in the merriest laughter in the whole school. 
It is silenced only in chapel when Miss Murray appears "as dignified 
as a deacon." As she intends never to grow up, age qualifications 
were outweighed by an exceptionally well developed mind and ex- 
cellent moral character, when she was admitted to Normal at the 
tender age of fifteen. The first thing she was taught was where to 
strike matches, plant rakes, etc. "M. M.'s " escort is a source of 
much anxiety to Mr. Guss. I wonder what he meant one evening as 
we played basket hall when he said, "Who is going home with you, 
Miss Murray?" Miss Murray has gradually increased in literary 

ability from amazing questions the teachers cannot answer, illus- 
trated diaries, interesting parodies, poultry show petitions, etc., to 
the honor of the very responsible position of editor of our Normalogue. 

ESTHER HARWOOD NEAL, Williamstown, Mass. 
A ND now, look who's here! The unique specimen of our 
menagerie, all-round shark of the class. Honestly, the thing- 
does not exist which she cannot do; music, arithmetic, 
handicraft, psychology, hold not a terror for her. The rest of us may 
come to grief on a thousand obstacles and tumble into countless pit- 
falls set before our unsuspecting feet, but Esther goes sailing serenely 
over them all every time. The only explanation we can offer of this 
phenomenon is that it originated in Williamstown where strange 
things are bound to happen. 


NICK", from A 
Horn beneath { 

mherst, not so far, And she's been our president, 

a lucky star While a two years' course here spent. 

She is very tall and slim, 
Always makes a hit in gym. 
From which class she makes a rush 
Just to meet — "her latest crush". 

When at banquets she presides. 
She her fear and trembling hides; 
But me thinks she's best by far 
As a "class dramatics" star. 

As a teacher, we dare hope 
She can keep her barge afloat. 
Guiding children in the mass, 
As she did the dear old class. 




NELLIE is one of our best scholars, for she always know what to answer when called upon 
in class. We are indeed proud of her. She has a wonderful knowledge of gram mar as 
her young Junior friends have found to their grief, for Nellie, while 
visiting in their rooms, daily labors to instruct them in the subject. 
As a reward for these lessons, the Juniors assist her in knitting bags 
and making baskets. Psychology is becoming a very interesting 
subject to Nellie, a fact that is shown by her many ardent and inter- 
esting questions while discussing the subject with her friends. 

Never during her two years here has Nellie wished for male com- 
pany. Why should she? Has she not always had the "Norman 
Baron" with her? 

Never cast down, but always the same, with a pleasant smile and 
a light step, Nellie goes about her duties, making us all happy to see 


T may 

be for 

FLORA MILDRED OAKES, Clarksburg, Mass. 
the purpose of waiting for a certain white horse, though I personally doubt it, 
wandering through the building just before dinner hour will find this fair maid 
busy at work over her desk. 

We all love Flora dearly for her very little self. She is always 
just the same pleasant girl, never cross unless you try her sense of 
neatness. Things are naturally neat and tidy about her, and every- 
thing seems just made to match her light blue eyes and pretty hair. 

Her kindness and generosity exceed all bounds, and some say it 
may extend even to the giving away of her name. 

One thing there is, however, that troubles Flora, and this is her 
soul. We cannot understand the cause of it ourselves, but ever and 
anon we hear her cry, "Oh my soul!" 

HPEEN" is one of the smallest members of our class but she makes up for what she lacks 
in size by the good use to which she puts her voice. None of us will forget those head 
tones which even Miss Searle was forced to commend. "Teen" 
has a very good opinion of herself and when she tosses her head we 
know she cares nothing for what we may think as long as she herself 
is satisfied. She is as apt with her feet as she is with her tongue, 
and teaches us all the newest dances. While she has been at Normal 
we have all grown to love her as no one could help doing, and we all 
feel sure she will make a great teacher when she gets out into the 

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JOLLY maid is our good "Betts", For fun she's ready with a vim, 

With hazel eyes and hair of black, And work of hers is never slack. 

Her witty ways did capture all, 

A Harry and a Stet, once true, 
And still a lad in Shelburne Falls 

Beside our class, one-nine-one-two. 

Our Betts a Cinderella was, 

For slipper pink we know she lost. 
But when it came by special mail 

The "Four" paid all the extra cost. 

A business head for getting ads, 

A hearty cheer for basket ball, 
A very dear love for lesson plans, (?) 

Elizabeth has these, all in all. 


AVERY quiet lass is Elizabeth O'Hern, 
Who's always ready to do a good turn. 
A more genial girl could never be found 
Tho you travel and travel this wide world around. 

In school Elizabeth has a stately way 
And few there are who aught her dare say. 
In her work she's ready, earnest and sincere, 
And in "gym" with us she's certain to appear. 

North Adams and the Berkshires to her are very dear, 
But Holyoke grows more so with every passing year; 
Then all success to this so fair a lass 
Is the sincerest wish of the nineteen-twelve class. 




LIZABETH is a Kindergartner and she loves the babies very much. Mrs. Graves thinks 

"Lizzie" will make a fine school teacher, and I guess she is right. Last summer "Liz" 

made quite a hit as a member of the "Wilson House Orchestra" 

which was composed solely of members of the Normal School. If 

you mention "goo-goo eyes" or "Jack", Elizabeth will at once under- 

» i- ^ stand whom you mean, and will play "Dorothy" as an incentive. 

We all expect great things from "Liz", and she leaves Normal with 

the best wishes of her class. 


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ELSIE is another Adams delegate to this glorious class of 1912. Rain or shine, you 
her getting off the Adams ear and wending her way up Lawrence Avenue to 
giving her pleasant good morning smile to every one she meets. Elsie 
is one of the girls who decided to take the Domestic Arts Course. 
This Art may serve her well in whatever occupation she may take 
up in later years, whether it be to impart her knowledge to the young 
or in home-making (?) as she is one of the most popular girls in Adams. 
But which ever course she pursues, we wish her success, for she stands 
for all that is good and pure and noble, and we know that she will find 
no trouble in making friends in later years. 

can see 

SPHERE is in our class By name, Elizabeth Roach. 

A sweet winsome lass, 

Her vigor and vim 
Her antics in gym, 
Show by nature she's truly a coach. 

The lessons she finds, 

Though hard for the "grinds", 

Lodge in her brain with ease. 

She doesn 't betray 

A bit of dismay, 

Though others fear they'll get "D's". 

We know she'll succeed 

And even, indeed, 

Outshine our feats by far. 

We hope she'll live long 

And keep singing her song, 

And for some, be a bright guiding star. 

JENNIE RUDNICK, North Adams, Mass. 

JENNIE is one of our athletes who has participated in several of 
our games with success, also her skill in teaching has been great- 
ly admired as substitute in Grade V. 

Although apparently cheerful, most of the time Jennie is worrying 
about the lost lessons due to her absence. Did you ever hear her 
say, "If I ever get hold of my diploma, I will hang on to it?" May 
this spirit of holding on to things which Jennie has shown at Normal 
continue with her in her own class-room. 



RUTH DUNCAN SHELDON, Now Marlboro, Mass. 
A NOTHER Ruth among our members is such a great talker that she 
enjoys telling of "Cookie" even when her neighbors wish to rest. 
We trust when Ruthie goes out to teach that she will be more con- 
siderate and learn to be more quiet. 

LUCY WINNEL SPARROW, North Adams, Mass. 

IN Lucy we have an artist of much ability as the blackboard drawings in various rooms of 
Mark Hopkins attest. When we find a group of girls about her desk in the assembly 

room, exclaiming, "Oh, please, Lucy, let me have it, " or "You 
know me, Lucy", we know that she has just completed a "Normal 
Girl" or some other work of art which they all wish. Although she 
chose designing for optional work, Lucy has seen fit to devote time some 
to gymnastics, often showing great skill at basket ball. She is also 
very fond of fresh air, and has shown that she is one "who wishes to 
live long" by taking an outing each day. ) 

ROSE ELYIRA STONE, Shelburne Falls, Mass. 

H, who does not know our Rose, With hair as black as night, 

Our happy laughing "Pose", And eyes that shine so bright? 

She has a smiling face 
That brightens every place 
Within our Normal halls, 
Or dear old Shelburne Falls. 

Sometimes of ways so prosy 
So tired becomes our "Rosy" 
That she dances and she sings 
And wishes she had wings. 

She cracks absurd old jokes 
For all the school marm folks; 
No happier, gayer Stone 
Has this school ever known. 



TT^VA, another illustrious Kindergartner, gained Senior dignity early in her Normal career 
"^ from her succession of Senior roommates, so this year she was not obliged to change her 
habits. She is very fond of athletics and even doesn't mind displacing 
a few bones for the good of the cause. Her good nature is unlimited 
and she withstands all slurs on the English people with an unruffled 
brow. It has been whispered that Eva comes as near being "teacher's 
pet" as any of us, but we don't blame the teachers. 

CARRIE TOPPING, Sheffield, Mass. 
/^ARRIE has lived a very studious life here at Normal. In fact, her hobby is studying, and 
^^ she has even been known on festive occasions to retire behind a screen and pursue her 

lessons. On rare occasions she comes forth and views the landscape 
o'er, but she believes in mental rather than in physical exercise. 

Her winning smile is ever present and we all think that she must 
eat Quaker Oats secretly, for she has "the smile that won't come off." 
Her motto all through Normal has been "Early to bed and early to 
rise, makes Carrie healthy, happy and wise. " 

MARGARET TOWER, North Adams, Mass. 
TV/fARGARET Tower lives up to her name in basket ball, for when she raises her arms to 
^■*- guard, she is indeed a tower of strength for her team, and there is little or no hope for 
her opponents. Margaret is a timid girl and at first, while teaching, 
recoiled at the glance of a sixth grade boy, but since then she has suc- 
ceeded in making even the youths in the eighth grade fully understand 
the meaning of her fixed glances. With this strength and conscientious 
power we know she will be successful in her undertakings. 

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MARION EMILY WELD, Clarksburg, Mass. 

'HERE is a fair maiden named Marion, And she is the gem of perfection. 

With cheeks as pink as a rose. From the top of her head to her toes. 

This maiden so fair and so winsome 
From Clarksburg among our dear hills 
Came here where maidens get lonesome 
For their "Jacks" and "Harrys" and "Wills". 

As a cook she does herself honor, 
Her embroidery is wonderfully good; 
She's even a model in all things. 
May fortune e'en smile as she should! 


"DlLLY" is perhaps best known for her great executive ability. This was proved by the 

J-* success with which she managed the Glee Club, for she was the leader of that organiza- 

While "Billy" is a faithful and conscientious worker, still she 
enjoys "innocent sport" and we all know that her life at Normal 
has not been without some of it. 

Among the girls "Billy" is a great favorite, (this fact is especially 
true when her brother is coming to town) and they all wish her the 
verv best success in the future. 


MABEL WILLIAMS, North Adams, Mass. 

HY write at length about "blondie Williams", our Mabel I mean? This fair damsel is 

so popular among her friends that there are very few of us who could not at once recall 

^^^^^^^ many instances in which Mabel was ;i leading personage. Il was 

^4 ' ^^^k Mabel who belonged to tin- far-famed Glee ('lull at Normal and who 

^H ^k sang in it> noted double-trio. Bui she became most prominent in 

A - |& the public's eye as "Nessa " in our Senior Dramatics. 

M V| H Ah! what a genius in I he class room, she was always ready with 

fl A jfl ' her well thought out answers to questions of every kind. 

^^^ But there were times when "blondie" was missed as much by 

W her companions as Proserpine was by Ceres when the grey-bearded 
king of darkness carried her away to the under world. 

The numerous "outside" affairs to which Mabel attended cheated 
us of her company so often. 

Nevertheless the memory of this maiden will ever cling. 

Taconic Hall 

Scene in the Berkshires 



■ ■ Abnormal mft ■ ■ 

"Our Normal days arc ending 
And many pleasures too 
We can't forget, dear Normal 
The days we've spent with you." 

In order to live a strictly Normal life one must forget all social functions. Why ? 
Because when we're once here "we're here for business." However, there are exceptions 
to all cases, when we do have some social affairs to which the expression "It is quality 
and not quantity that counts" could fittingly be applied. 

Thus, one cannot look back on her school days here without recalling the good 
times enjoyed at the parties, dances and entertainments in which both faculty and 
students took part — but faculty and students only. 

The first dance of the year is the Senior reception to the Juniors. Upon arriving 
at the hall each little Junior has a badge, on which her name is written, tacked on to her 
by some motherly Senior and then she is escorted into the reception room, there to be 
introduced to the faculty. May it not be that this plan of escorting which is employed 
by the Seniors is for the purpose of keeping the Juniors from being lost in the vast realms 
of the dance hall? "And what do we do at this reception?" you ask. We dance, of 
course, but with students and faculty only, for on this occasion we dance 

"That grand man dance 
Where ourselves we do deceive 
Because those lovely men 
Are only make-believe. " 

On the 22nd of February comes the colonial party when it is almost impossible 
to recognize even your most intimate friends as they all assemble in the quaint and dig- 
nified costumes of Martha Washington or Betsey Ross or represent the still more stately 
figure of the "father of his country." 

The next entertainment given by the teachers on St . Valentine's Day is the one to 
which the students look forward with more pleasure than to any other occasion during 
the year. After dinner, at which time the tables are beautifully decorated with cupids, 
hearts, flowers and favors suitable to the thought of good old St. Valentine and lighted 
only by the soft flicker of a multitude of candles — everyone adjourns to the hall to wit- 
ness the social feature of the evening which during our Junior year consisted of a series 
of "Living Pictures" representing masterpieces in art and a farce entitled "Mrs. Wiggs 
of the Cabbage Patch"; and during the Senior year a portrayal of a number of scenes 
from Dickens. 

This year, however, the teachers were unusually generous and gave us a rare 
treat in the form of another farce entitled "The Up-to-Date District School" in which 
our instructors were the pupils for the evening; for which entertainment the teachers 
were fully repaid as will be told later. 



ifuntor (Class lanqurt 

On April 1!), 1!)11 the Junior class banquet was held at the Richmond. It is 
hardly necessary to tell how pretty the dining hall looked decorated in the class colors, 
black and gold, and with the numerals 1912. As for the good things to eat the menu 
which follows speaks for itself. 

x x 

Grape Fruit 

Tomato Soup 

Grilled Salmon, Lemon Butter 

Watermelon Pickle 

Tenderloin of Beef, Mushrooms 

Princess Potatoes 

Stuffed Turkey, Cranberry Sauce 

Mashed Potatoes 

Green Peas 
Spanish Beans 

Taconic Punch 

Edam Cheese 

Fruit Salad 

Harlequin Ice Cream 
Fancy Cakes 



After the feast had been given its full share of attention the following toasts were 
responded to with Frances Xickerson, class president, as toast mistress. 

The Class 

The Faculty 

Our First Impression 

The Willies 

Secrets Just Revealed 

Trips Afield 

The Hills 


Quarter After 

The Ideal Normal School Girl 

Frances Nickerson 
Gertrude Dudley 
Hannah Lawless 
Marjorie Edmunds 
Esther Neal 
May Cassidy 
Rose Stone 
Elizabeth Roach 
Elizabeth O'Connor 
Elizabeth Gallagher 



As the last toast was read, the girls took up the strain of "Far Within Our Quiet 
Valley" but scarcely had the lingering echoes died away when from an adjoining room 
came floating the strains of "Alma Mater" which the girls knew to he sung by members 
of a near by college. At length it was ended and quickly the challenge was accepted 
by the Normal girls who responded with "Hail to Thee, Our Alma Mater". But watch- 
ful chaperones closed the doors and the merriment proceeded. Thus 1912 amused it- 
self until the shockingly late hour of ten o'clock! 

The last reception of the year is faculty reception at which the students anil 
their friends are received by the faculty. It is then that the Seniors realize that their 
Normal days are over and they begin to appreciate some of the good times which they 
have had there. But perhaps their minds do not turn at first to all these formal affairs 
of which we have told. If you ask any one of them she will honestly tell you that those 
little informal "feeds" at twelve o'clock or, the "midnight spreads" are remembered 
with far greater pleasure than all the formal affairs ever given. 

So the class of 1912 as it leaves Normal wishes the following classes all the good 
times possible and would willingly suggest ways to obtain them but the question is, 
"Does it need to?" 

— Elizabeth M. Kiley 

m (L^ (UkfiB flag K 

"A Srotg nf uUjonT 

4JCTOR weeks the seniors were busy practising for the class play "The Twig of Thorn", 
^ a delightful little Irish drama by Josephine Warren. The play is charmingly 
woven from the old Irish folk-lore in the manner of Yeats, the leader in the national 
play movement. For a number of years the seniors have given several very interesting 
and successful plays, but the "Twig of Thorn" is quite equal in charm of style and 
manner of presentation to anything hitherto attempted. It was given in Normal Hall 
on Friday evening. May twenty-fourth, before a large and appreciative audience, and 
the presentation was a credit both to Miss Baright's careful training and the senior's 

The scene of the play is laid in Galaway County, Ireland, at the time of the Great 
Famine. Oonah, the heroine, has come from Dublin to visit her grandmother, Nessa 
Tieg, and is fascinated by the fresh green beauty of the country. She wanders out at 
twilight and loses her way among the woods and hills, where she is found and brought 
back to her grandmother's cottage by Aengus, a young peasant whose admiration for 
the beautiful girl is at once aroused. As Oonah talks lovingly with old Nessa, the grand- 
mother suddenly spies a spray of roses in the girl's hair, and, because of its superstitious 
associations with the powers of evil, commands her to throw it out of doors. The child, 
ignorant of the superstitions of the country-folk, obeys in fright, but while outside the 
house hears faery voices telling of a great choice she is to make that night, and hides a 
single twig of the thorn in her bosom. That evening Nessa 's neighbors, the lads and 
lassies of the countryside, gather to bid Oonah welcome and in the midst of the dances 
and merry-making Aileel, a wandering poet, enters and at once falls in love with the 
beautiful girl. A contest for her affection immediately arises between Aengus and Aileel, 
Oonah calls upon the little thorn-flower for guidance, and chooses Aengus, while Aileel 
goes away broken-hearted. 

The second act opens with Oonah sitting alone in old Nessa 's cottage. The grand- 
mother has died, Aengus has gone far away to win a fortune for Oonah, and a dreary 
famine is over all the land. Presently Aileel comes in and again pleads for her hand, 
and upon her refusal, the lonely musician wanders away in grief, leaving Oonah troubled 
for his sorrow but still true to Aengus. Kathleen now steps in to give the glad news 
that she has just seen Aengus coming over the hill. How Oonah flics about, preparing 
from her frugal store a repast for her lover's welcome! 

46 N O R M A L O G U E 

After the joyful meeting, Aengus disappointedly tells Oonahthathe has returned with- 
out the fortune he hoped to earn, and cannot wed her without it. Oonah protests that 
he has not a good reason, urges that they live in her house, and pleads with him to take 
her to the priest for the marriage, while Aengus insists that with nothing but his love 
to give, he will never wed her. Thereupon Oonah, in a sudden outburst of grief, declares 
that he does not love her and calls upon the faery-folk to take her away. At her summons 
a beautiful faery child dancing and scattering primroses, enters to bear her away. At 
this point Aileel appears, persuades the faery to take him in Oonah 's stead, and give him 
but one hour in which to see Oonah and Aengus happily married. He then sends the 
lovers to Father Brian who performs the marriage ceremony, after which they return 
to old Nessa's cottage to find Aengus' empty pouch full of gold and the frugal repast 
prepared for Aengus changed to a wedding feast. Neighbors bring their gifts and the 
wedding celebration follows in which Oonah dances with poor Aileel who is soon claimed 
and carried away by the faery-folk, and the curtain falls, leaving the joyous group 
"happy ever after." 

"No one can touch ever so lightly the old traditions of Ireland without falling 
under the sway of their magic, and a loving study of many of the old tales went into the 
making of the story of Oonah, Aengus and Aileel." 





A. Marguerite Williams 
Mar.iorie R. Mallery 
Mabel Williams 
Flora M. Oakes 
Elsie J. Parsons 

Elsie M. Blanchard 
Elizabeth A. Blanchard 
Eleanor B. Bonnar 
Delia B. Boland 
Mary Bousfield 
Gladys L. Buck 
Ethel M. Dams 
Mary E. Doolittle 
Ruth F. Dunton 
Nora H. Hanley 
Stella M. Hawkins 

Ethel M. Keeney 

Elizabeth Kiley 

Lila F. Krogman 

Ruth M. Loomis 

Esther H. Neal 

Frances L. Nickerson 

Elizabeth L. O'Connor 

Elizabeth C. Roach 

Rose E. Stone 

Mary A. Stone 

Leila V. Smith 






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"North Adams Normal School, North Adams Normal — Nineteen twelve." 
WE "love it for what it makes us remember." 


Girls, do you hear that strain again? How often it has rung thru the school 
and you hurried with your music to the hall! Then Miss Searle took us "up and down 
by thirds" until we found our voices. So twice a week we faithfully assembled and spent 
our time and effort to make the concert a memorable one. 

At Christmas time some of the members assisted in an entertainment given at 
Stamford, Vermont and a jolly time was reported. 

On the evening of March 8th, assisted by Mrs. Marshall's stringed quartet, 
we entertained our friends with the results of our rehearsals. "Dinah" was our favorite 
number, though it was with effort that we expressed its feeling of sentimentality. Be- 
sides we had to learn to hum like the "Moths" and the "Smith of Love" presented 
some difficult parts. The last half of the program was a cantata, "The Sleighing Frolic", 
when individual ability was shown in solos; and the sextette, which was a novel feature, 
we sang with all the appreciation for fun and merry making in our New England winter. 
The concert was considered a success and we were pleased with the interest shown in 
our musical achievements. 

But our singing did not cease with the concert. Two weeks later we assisted 
in an entertainment given at the Baptist Church in Williamstown when "Shoogy Shoo" 
was given by request. Here the pitch pipe was brought into use, much to the amuse- 
ment of our audience while we were trembling lest we should fail to catch the tone. 
After the concert we were "deliciously " entertained at the home of Esther Neal and all 
too soon it was time to take the electric back to North Adams. On the car we gave 
other concert impromptu as there were no other passengers to object. This time we 
took our pitch from the motorman. 

Although very little has been said about finance in the club yet it should be 
known that the record this year is a credit to us. After paying the debt left over from 
last year and our own expenses there were still a few cents left in the treasury. 

To Miss Searle we owe our hearty thanks for her generous thought and attention 
which will mean more and more to us as the years roll on. 

As it is said, "Music hath charms" and we all agree that the Glee Club has helped 
to make our last year at Normal more cheerful and happy. 

A. Marguerite Williams 



"For it's always fair weather 
When Normalites get together." 

SO you remember the first day in the gym? It was with difficulty that we recog- 
nized one another in our new "harems," minus the high heels. Can't you feel 
your heels thumping on the floor in the sneaks? We started right away to 
acquire some of the energetic spirit such as actuated the Amazon maidens, and although 
we did not reach the sublime heights of beauty that they acquired, yet we soared rather 
high at times when we climbed to the ceiling in triumph, over rugged pathways of ropes 
and ladders, practising for such twentieth century arts as hanging "votes for women" 
from the middle of the ceiling, and handing pans of fudge out of the high gym windows, 
etc. Before our Senior year was completed our ability was wonderful to behold. We 
cou'd "shinny" up and down all the ropes and vertical ladders and through horizontal 
ones with such ease, enjoyment and speed as would make our monkey-ancestors in the 
dim far-away past green with envy, while traveling across the bar, "chinning" the bar, 
and turning somersaults over it were easy stunts. If you wish to know about the 
standing positions, such as wing standing position, consult "Bess" Gallagher. She 
will direct you to Miss Skeele's office where you will find a picture of that saintly posi- 
tion; said picture mysteriously appeared on the bulletin board in the gym one day, and 
Miss Skeele has framed it as a model for future hopefuls, to gaze upon, and as a lasting 
memory of the heavenly aspirations of our class of 1912. 

Do you remember those nice walks we used to take last fall? We had our choice 
of going to the Five Roads, Windsor Lake, Natural Bridge, Witts Ledge, the Tunnel, 
a few miles towards Adams, Williamstown, Houghtonville, etc. Did I hear you ask if 
the Richmond Theatre was on the list? Sh! No matter in what direction we went, 
the home run was always toward a baker's shop or a candy kitchen where we could get 
a feed. 

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Elizabeth O'Connor favored us with a Dutch jig one afternoon with bloomers 
to the ankles and real wooden shoes. If you went to the Hallowe'en party, you saw the 
classy Yania Yuma dance given by a crowd of girls trained by Ethel Davis. Of all 
the dances from Up and Down the Merry Row to The Shepherd's Dance and St. Pat- 
rick's, the Carousal is the favorite. There is always a grand scramble for the gentlemen 
in the Grand March. We have no Turkey Trot, but we could tell you all about the 
Erog Hop. There is no dance quite equal to the Ox Dance for real good fun in pulling 
hair, slapping faces and a few other effeminate tricks. 

"Any color so long as it's red is the color that suits me best." . "See here, now, 
I want those red markers myself; you had them last week." These and a few others 
were the remarks that might be heard at about quarter of four Monday or Wednesday 
afternoons when the practice games of basket-ball began. The reason is easily seen 
when the game is over, for it is the team that managed to get the red markers that is 
celebrating and waiting for prizes, while the other team makes one grand rush for the 
shower-baths. The prizes, very kindly offered by Miss Skeele to the winning team, 
were pictures. There were some girls in the class who gain their "pictures" down 
street, or else prefer to view the purple hills of Paradise as seen on a stroll around the 

One eventful evening found the Juniors 1912 lined up against the Seniors 1911 
for the annual Senior-Junior basket-ball game. What could we hope to do against 
such giants in height and strength as Jo Tumpane or Peg Maloney:' Indeed it was 
with a queer combination of quaking knees and eyes full of determination that we be- 
gan the struggle. What advantage we lost in size, we made up in speed. The odds 
were somewhat against us in the first half, but true to our motto "We are never beaten 
till the whistle blows, " we never lost hope, and when the whistle did blow, we had won 
by the scanty margin of one point. One of the best things in this world is that though 
you may lose everything that is dear to you, you need never lose hope. It is the only 
thing on earth that is immortal. 

Other easy games such as stationary basket ball and end ball were won by the 
Seniors, who, as we know, were very "athletic." 

The parodies sung by our classmates did much to encourage us. One was as 
follows : 

1912, 1912 

We are the Juniors 1912 
If you don't watch out 
We'll catch you without a doubt 
And we will 

Maybe we've laid a clever snare 
Ready to catch you unaware 
So run away Seniors 
Here come the Juniors 



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SURING the Senior year, the basket ball girls organized themselves into two 
teams known as the Elizabeths and the S. J.\s electing Elizabeth Roach and 
Margaret Murray captains. The Elizabeth team received its name from the 
fact that the first name of every girl on the team was Elizabeth. The S. J.'s stands for 
the Sarah Janes, who unfortunately (?) have not that for their real names. These two 
teams played a series of three games to which our friends were admitted and the pro- 
ceeds were added to the class book fund. The first game was very exciting, as the score 
was continually being tied until the final whistle blew with the victory gained by the 
S. J.'s. The line up: 

S. J.'s 














Score, S. J's. 21, Elizabeth's 19. Time, three 10-minute periods. Referee, 
Miss Skeele. 

The second game was an easy victory for the Elizabeths. Score, Elizabeths 17, 
S. J's. 3. 

Baskets — Roach 2, O'Hern, O'Shea, O'Connor, Blanchard, O'Brien, (shot in 
Elizabeths' basket) Allen. Fouls, S. J's. 3, Elizabeths 1. 

A peculiar style of game was played wherein each team was restricted to three- 
fourths of the floor. Some of the important rules of this style of game that the goal for 
each team is changed after every basket shot though the players do not change sides: 
fouls count 1 point for the other team, without interrupting the game for free tries ex- 
cept in case of exceptional roughness. Thus fine all around players were developed 
without the fatigue of the boys' all-over-the-floor game. Indeed, Miss Skeele has told 
us that we have the finest teams that have ever been organized in the Normal, and the 
best games ever played there. Oh, there is nothing like practice! 

Other games such as Stationary Basket Ball, Double Goal, End Ball, Dodge 
Ball, etc. were enjoyed. Dances, including the ox-dance, were given. An interesting 
feature of one of the evenings of this series of games was an obstacle race, which in- 
cluded basket shooting, travelling across stall-bars, jumping over stools and ropes and 
even a somerset. The encouraging cheers and impromptu parades from the side lines 
added much to the general fun. Some of the parades are as follows: 






Suffragettes at Normal! Votes for Women! Women Suffrage! The gymnasium 
was trimmed with large posters of "Votes for Women" and a mascot dressed in green 
and purple, otherwise recognized as Odna Monat, ushered the visitors to their seats. 
There were both Juniors and Seniors on each team. The program included Basket 
Ball, Stationary Ball, End Ball, and Dances; among which were St. Patrick's and the 
Irish Lilt. In accordance with the general suffragette movement in this country, the 
suffragettes did not win. That is (not gette (yet). The Anti-Suffragettes gained 34 
points in all, while the Suffragettes secured only 23. 

The Basket Ball line-up was as follows; 















Score, Anti-Suffragettes 8, Suffragettes 5. Baskets, Roach, Loomis, Tower, 
O'Brien, Brown, Gelinas. Free try, Roach. Time, 10 minutes. Referee, Miss Skeele. 

Besides the amount of pleasure derived from our games, we feel that we have 
received a great deal of benefit from our athletic training. We wish to take this oppor- 
tunity to thank Miss Skeele for the many hours of help she so willingly gave us outside 
of school hours. We feel inspired to enter into the athletics of our future pupils by her 
excellent example of cheerfulness and enthusiasm. When we are out in the big, cold 
world, the memory of our gym days will be among the pleasantest pleasures that we 
we have collected from our sojourn at Normal. 

— Elizabeth Roach 

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TlTAVE you met the charming class of Nineteen, One, Two? 
%9 Ah! T'will be my delight to present her to you. 

A picture of beauty, not physical merely. 
Her graces appeal to the intellect clearly. 
Tho drawn from all quarters, she's truly complete. 
With wit keen and famous, with manners discreet. 
Some when the world learns their true worth and graces 
Their commonplace names shall be great commonplaces. 
To wit; there's Miss Allen alert and alive; 
Miss Fallon with lesson plans bravely doth strive; 
Miss Burke, known as "Peggy" she carries the money; 
Ruth Dunton, so little. Miss Thompson so funny. 
Misses Rudnick, McKay, and Freehoft'er and Bonnar — 
Each hold in the class positions of honor; 
Miss Barnard, Miss Lyman, Miss Connors, Miss Murray — 
Their "brilliant parts" dazzle me, — so I must hurry. 
Sedate Nellie Norris and sweet Sadie Harris 
So alike are their names, Mr. Guss is embarassed; 
With music and mirth, smacking of the "old sod" 
McCann, Cassidy, and O'Hern will defy you to nod. 
Miss Gertrude Galusha and Kathryn Burt 
Whose antics and capers ne'er trouble or hurt. 


Of beautiful moths soaring only at night 

Here one lonely Miller has paused in her flight. 

Of birds there's a Lark-in a Tower to sing; 

A Sparrow in Stone-y Rose Bower to wing; 

Our Flora's enchanting; here's one blushing Rose; 

"Maybelle" and Marguerite as sweet Williams pose. 

The Churchill is distant, yet pleasant withal, 

While Parsons you '11 find sweetest tempered of all. 

Some folks are for ornament, some are for use; 

In both of these ways we miss Mabel Raguse, 

Here queens are abounding, I'm free to confess, 

With Elizabeth, Lizzie, Beth, Bettie and Bess. 

And if 'twill contribute at all to your pleasure 

Two Mary's, two Esther's we'll add for good measure 

And ranking with queens is our president dear, 

Miss Nickerson's presence is pledge of good cheer. 

The sweet name of Ruth, though ancient, 'tis true, 

Is here "up to date", for she's certainly New. 

It again Loom(i)s up with expression forlorn, 

So much of her avoirdupois has been shorn. 

We've lost dear Ruth Griswold, but here is another; 

Ruth Sheldon who's tied to a jumping rope tether. 

A "truly" school teacher is Jennie Lockwood 

Odna Monat will follow, she's sure to "make good". 

We've some of the alphabet, for instance a Kay, 

Who'll doubtless eventually capture some "jay". 

There's one when Little unquestionably G!ad-is 

But now she's grown bigger she certainly sad is. 

We've a Walker, a Carpenter workers for fame; 

Miss Doolittle, does little true to her name. 

These Elizabeths three, Blanchard, O'Shea, and Kiley, 

In cleverness vie with Mark Twain and with Riley. 

Now Beatrice Gelinas among the bright few. 

Is never a squealer, tho class "Babe", 'tis true. 

One brave Lawless, trio with Burke and O'Connor 

Once thought to view fire works and bonfire, high honor. 

Oh do not, I pray, Miss Judge what I say 

Or you'll escapades that will turn your hair gray. 

NOR M A LOO. U E 59 

Oh namesake of Leister, that Dudley so fickle! 
Twixt Pittsfield and Auburn thy heart's in a pickle, 
Our Ethel and Bernice both namesakes of Jefferson 
Their family resemblance is here beyond question. 

There's one in our class in no need of a coach; 

She leads in athletics, — Elizabeth Roach; 

And Miss Bessie Gallagher is so fond of "gym" 

She never can bear to be parted from him. 

Sturdy, sedate, staid, and steady Miss Topping, 

She grinds and she grinds and she grinds without stopping. 

Gay Ella McCarthy provokes emulation 

By wearing her straw hat in Easter vacation, 

Tine O'Brien's response is ingeniously ready. 

In lieu of her head tones producing tones heady, 

Our Bristol board square and unbending you'll find, 

But when Paul appears she's exceedingly kind. 

One Wilfred, oft passing, by magic seems held, 

By some tie to Marion, in unbreaking Weld. 

A riddle of sweetness, a maiden and a maid 

A late indiscreetness, a Seniors bold raid: 

Edmunds! O'Connors! Oh fudge and O, fuss! 

Tis mine to make riddles but your part to guess. 

— Esther Neat 



The Ule*l Normal Girl 

^jfTERE classmates, here's to the ideal Normal School (iirh the ideal Normal School 
ff 1 Girl? What kind of a girl is she? Is she a bright, happy, laughing girl, who 
* goes around scattering sunshine where 'ere she goes, calling out in her sweet 
voice, disobeying all rules but the rules of human nature? No indeed! Oh! horrors! 
The ideal Normal School girl must be neat and sweet, trim and pert, refined and cul- 
tured. She goes around in her neat little dignified manner, not a pin out of place, every 
button sewed on, spotless shirtwaist and every hair smoothed back in shining waves 
from her forehead. She is perfection itself. Her dress is in harmony with her eyes and 
hair, that is, she must be dressed in mouse color if her hair is mouse color, black if she 
has raven locks, and golden if she has golden hair, not to speak of gray eyes, and green 
eyes and violet eyes. 

The ideal Normal girl is cultured. She does not go around calling out in brawl- 
ing tones, chewing gum, eating on the streets or acting like a tom-boy. She never thinks 
of sitting perched like a hen on a radiator or table and never would she do a thing that 
was not select or proper. 


And there is one thing that she would never speak of not even in whispers and 
that awful thing is moving pictures. (Of course she goes there occasionally just to see 
what kind of people go there as all good cultured people do), and then she dare not 
look at a picture because she might get the moving picture spirit, and there are some 
people who can tell by your actions just whether you are a moving picture candidate 
or not. 

She is one of the Taconic Hall girls who has select reading clubs and who get 
together and gossip on subjects elevating to the mind and soul. 

And girls don't make a move, now be quiet, don't be frightened, when a girl once 
puts her foot in Taconic Hall she leaves behind her, or at least is supposed to, all thoughts 
of the male sex. And if she takes pity on hungry manhood and sees two uses for gym- 
nasium windows, she is quietly ushered into a private office and is quietly reminded 
that she must drop the "boy question." 

But if every one of us should live up to this ideal, we would be floating around 
with wings on our shoulders, golden halos crowning our heads and shedding a holy light 
where'ere we tread. 

— E. Gallagher 

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'HEN we first embarked on our educational journey it was with vain regrets 
and longings that we left our native habitation. The some-what dismal at- 
mosphere was not at all cheered in the chaos of the Hoosac Tunnel. Arriving 
at North Adams depot in a rainfall not unlike a cloudburst we. after exercising our 
vocal powers to the utmost, at last succeeded in arousing a Rip Van Winkle of a cab 
driver who after due deliberation drove us to our destination. The imposing edifice 
which we beheld was only in the guise of a Sing Sing for once within its doors we could 
easily say — 'Better to be on the outside looking in than on the inside looking out." 

At dinner we were presented to a number of gentle looking dames, who inspected 
us from head to foot and then nodded approval or disapproval to the fast gathering 
multitude. Much to our chagrin we were even made to leave the dining hall in file 
like prisoners going from rations. 

The faculty specified such limits as they saw fit to sanction and much to our dis- 
may Williamstown was to be boycotted by us. 

Study hour soon passed but we were in the midst of our festivities when the 
monitor appeared and we were driven to our rooms like sheep. 

Next morning at Assembly we were quite overcome by the condescending manner 
in which we were greeted by the stately Seniors, who requested us to occupy front seats 
while they were to enjoy the back ones. 

Our first assignment of lessons phased us entirely for beside not knowing what 
was expected of us neither could we distinguish the different subjects. Thus the first 
day passed but with longing eyes we anxiously awaited the development which Friday, 
Saturday and Sunday evenings would bring forth. But alas! our hopes were soon 
dashed to earth for restrictions galore were placed upon us. This, however, did not 
eliminate the joy of our first free evenings when we all attended moving pictures at both 
the Empire and the Richmond. Saturday evening some of our shy classmates wit- 
nessed for the first time these demoralizing kind of pictures which dance on paper. (And 
there were some of our charming classmates who thought they had enjoyed enough of 
the feminine society for one whole week and that they would prefer a little masculinity 
for a change. And even up to the present time that is their weekly recreation.) 

In the schoolroom the coyness of some of our classmates was indeed noticeable. 
Some of them had broad grins on their faces whenever they chanced to meet a Senior 
or a. teacher fearing that if they didn't smile they might be expelled. 

Thus our first semester passed and here we find ourselves daily counting the days 
until June when we will say farewell. 

— Hannah E. Lawless 


Quarter After 

^jf^ERE'S to "quarter after" ten, girls. Ah! how harshly the monitor's knock 
Tlrl and salutation "quarter after" grates on our ears. Just as we are in the midst 
> of our welsh bunny or shrimp wiggle, or after our sumptuous repast is com- 
pleted, and our splendid abode is a turmoil and chafing dishes, spoons, glasses, cups and 
silver are in one scattered array on couches, tables and the floor. 

"Quarter after" again resounds and soon all is left in chaos and what a sight 
then are faces, hands and kimonas smeared with remnants of the feast. 

After the monitor has disappeared from view; one by one the revellers go from 
the scenes of the repast and try to reach their own doors. However, not without meet- 
ing the House President who treads the corridors and halts the marauders and a glance 
from her reproachful eye suffices to send all guilty ones to their rooms. 

"Quarter after" is supposed to mark the limit of all hilarity but on one instance 
it concluded the "fudge episode" much to the dismay of the eaves dropping Seniors. 
On the succeeding evening it almost took till "quarter after" for Mr. Murdock to con- 
vince the participants that they must observe some house regulations if they wished to 
continue to reside at Taconic. Would that the fatherly advice had been given before 
the offence was performed but "experience is a dear school, and fools will learn in no 
other. " 

Sanitary conditions are often abused, and how shocked our dignified "quarter 
after knockers" would be had they ever the opportunity of penetrating those suspiciously 
quiet rooms. In some cases no occupants at all are to be found while quite the re- 

verse in other rooms when four to eight are found distributed on mattresses and all 
sorts of temporary and portable bunks, transported amid many suppressed giggles from 
their owner's rooms. 

In future years we may have forgotten school rules, but never will we forget 
the unwelcome "quarter after" which seems always to come at the least desired moment. 

— Elizabeth O'Connor 


Strips Afidil 


'E strolled to the garden first 
And tho the day was very cold 
We studied what mother nature nursed 
And soon obtained some rich leaf- mold. 

We next to West Shaft did spurt 

Along the railroad track 

Some watched the teacher, some did flirt, 

With trainmen behind his back. 

Hurrying back, in the pouring rain 
We boarded a trolley car. 
The conductor asked us to come again 
One answered, 'Ask my par." 

One man who sat in the trolley 
Later told many tales not terse 
And thinking not of the folly 
We write what he said in verse. 

"I met a little Normal girl 

She was tired out she said. 

And tears were falling from her eyes 

The hair pins from her head." 

"And who are you my little maid 

And why so sad I pray?" 

"I am a Normal Junior, sir 
'Twas West Shaft day to-day. 
When we went to our Physics class 
Professor Guss did say, — 
Be sure and put your rubbers on 
We're going out doors today.' 


"And so we put our rubbers on 

And hats and gloves and coats 

And took our note-books in our hands 

To take down all the notes. 

But Oh! Alas! If that were all 

We took a basket too 

And a hammer that weighed a 1000 lbs. 

And an acid bottle, wooo! 

And when we finally reached West Shaft 

We found — a heap of stones 

I sprained my ankle, smashed my thumb 

Mr. Guss was deaf to groans. 

But when at last he led us back 

That sorrowful Junior class 

All found their stones as worthless 

As commonest window glass. " 

But Oh! Alas there are more trips 
With trouble filled to the brim, 
I'd throw myself into the sea — 
If — only I could swim! 

— May L. C as sidy 



William N. Johnson 

^THE class of 1912 has never taken a course with Mr. Johnson, but it appreciates his 
^^ great helpfulness and thought for all the students. 

Mr. Johnson has taken a course in Mechanical Engineering at the Lawrence Scien- 
tific School, Cambridge, Mass. 

He has taken summer courses in Theory at Hyannis, and in metal work and pattern- 
making at Columbia University. 

For the past year he has been instructor in wood-work at the Normal School and in 
forge work at training-school. The Juniors have been most fortunate in Inning Mr. 
Johnson this year, and the Mark Hopkins boys have especially enjoyed their work with 


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Some things to be carried in mind throughout the rest of our natural lives. 
Advice contributed by Miss Pearson. 

1 Always dress to suit your complexion. 

2 Dress in harmony with your eyes and hair. 

3 Always keep a sharp mind and a sharp pencil. 

4 Be economical in your use of drawing paper. 

5 Never borrow. It's worse than stealing. 

6 Be original, use your own ideas but in the end mine are best. 

7 Keep your eyes open to nature. Observe the number of the chickens toes, 
the violet haze on the mountains, and the little things in the world. 

8 Think along straight lines and cut along straight lines. 

9 Do not hang your handkerchiefs up to dry on the window panes. It pre- 
sents one white blotch, which is annoying to passerbys, and is very inartistic in effect. 

10 Do not hang college banners on your walls. The colors are usually unhar- 
monious and barbarous. It is only a silly college girl craze anyhow. We must learn 
to be practical. 

11 Do so and so, and so and so. 

Some practical advice contributed by Miss Searle. 

Be brief and to the point. 

Be business like. 

Think along straight lines. 

You can never tell when I'm coming. 

Go out into the streets and get your ideas. 

Keep your eyes open. 

Always keep "Florida Mountain" in mind, as a good example of a rural school. 

Be sure to demand the "authority" for all statements made. 

A very helpful question is "How do you know?" 

Do not take time to think. Answer on the spur of the moment. 

Postulate: — See me at once. 

Let A equal the see 

Let Y equal me, 

Let X equal at once 

Then A + Y = A + X or See me at once. 





A bit of parting advice with Mr. Guss's best wishes. 

"A butterfly at best 

Is but a caterpillar drest." 

"All bugs have lesser bugs to bite 'em, 
And so on ad infinitum." 

"We've all got to be tadpoles before we are frogs. We've all got to be cater- 
pillars before we show our wings." 

There are a good many lessons to be learned from flowers 

1 We die to live. 

2 This world is a wonderful place in which to live. 

3 A cabbage is as beautiful as a rose. 

4 The prettiest flowers are those that do not flaunt their colors in our faces. 

5 Flowers are like some folks. They like to "show off". 

Apply the question. 

Teacher: — What lesson can we learn from the busy, busy bee? 

Abnormal Child — "Not to get stung." 



[mprove your knowledge of cows and horses, chickens and cabbages, turnips 
and squash. I wouldn't give two cents for a girl who couldn't tell a pumpkin from a 

.Make yourself useful to the world. 

Some of you "don't know beans" when you see them. 

Mr. Guss — "Barbules means little barbs, what do animalcules mean? 

Miss G-l-n-s — "Little molecules." 

The chemistry recitation room is a favorite apartment well equipped with armed 
• hairs in which Morpheus may successfully work his charms, especially when Mr. Guss 
is lecturing on stove pipes, bicycles, and hot air furnaces, et cetera, et cetera. 

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September Nineteen Eleven to 
June Nineteen T w e l v e 



Mr. Bowen to Miss Coffill — What is a river basin, Miss Coffil? 
Cora — Land that sheds its water. 

Mr. Bowen: — Where have you ever seen avalanches? 
Miss McMahon: — In the moving pictures. 

Mr. Bowen: — What are the principal railroads most travelled? 
Miss Kiley: — North Adams to Northampton. 

Mr. Bowen to Miss Oakes: — Do you see yourself going across the continent? 
Flora : — Yes. 

Mr. Bowen: — Well, do you see yourself going across the land or the map? 
Flora: — The map. 

Mr. Bowen to Miss McMahon: — Do you pay any tax? 
Margaret: — Yes, there's a tax on liquor and tobacco. 

Mr. Bowen: — Who can make a circle on paper without using a compass? 

Miss Boland: — I can. 

Mr. Bowen: — How do you do it? 

Delia (innocently) — Trace around a tumbler. 


Mr. Bowen to Miss Williams: — Describe the black race. 

Mabel: — The black race has black skin, black frizzy hair, thick lips and black- 


To the honorable, dignified, and accomplished seniors: — 

Not long ago I read this saying, "It is all very well to carry your head in the 
clouds, but see that you keep your feet on the earth." It would be well to add, "Beware 
of the mud holes." The seniors seem to have accomplished both feats. They have 
kept their heads in the clouds and when they did see mud holes ahead they climbed the 
fences and walked around, cleverly avoiding the pitfalls. Even if we have not had the 
cleverness, brains and ability, so characteristic of the seniors, we have learned more 
than one valuable thing from them during our sojourn at the Normal School and who 
can say that we have not profited most by their great ability to borrow? The following 
conversation was overheard in the hall last week. After two Juniors had exchanged 
the usual morning greetings, one remarked, "Where's my pencil?" "Jo Tumpane 
has that. " " Well, where 's my ruler? " " Katherine Healey borrowed that. " " Where 's 
my eraser?" "Nellie Murphy has that." "Who took my pen?" "Agnes Murphy 
wanted to use it for a minute." "Well, I'm glad my head is fastened on, or I might 
come in some morning and find someone using that." 

However, we have received other valuable hints from the Seniors. For instance: — 

Lives of Seniors oft remind us, 
How to be most wondrous kind, 
And departing leave behind us 
Notebooks for some weaker mind. 
Notebooks that perhaps some junior, 
Struggling on with might and main 
Sore distressed and out of humor 
Finding, shall take heart again. 

We accept the just and flattering recommendations of the teachers, so thought- 
fully given us by the Seniors. The recommendations are exceedingly just, surpassingly 
frank, and, as we shall no doubt discover next year, alarmingly true. 

However, at this time, though the lips may laugh and joke, there is an under- 
current of sadness for the time of parting is near. The Junior class accepts the privi- 
leges, honors and duties bequeathed to them by the Senior class. Though the parting 
breaks up our relations as Senior and Junior classes in the Normal School it does not 
change our feeling towards each other, and even time itself, cannot efface the memories 
of the good times we've had. As we separate to go to our various duties and pleas- 
ures, let us carry with us these inspiring lines: 

"Let us then be up and doing, 
With a heart for any fate; 
Still achieving, still pursuing, 
Learn to labor and to wait. " 

— Esther Xeal 


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Just a spread at midnight, 

When the lights arc out. 
And the ghostly shadows 
Quickly come and go. 
[NE, ten. eleven, twelve, booms out in the silent night, the slow solemn tones 
of the midnight hell, telling the world that all is well. High up in the purple sky 
the golden moon hangs like a guarding sentinel over the somber walls of Taconic 
II. Outside the hall, all is still and quiet and not a sound breaks on the silent night. 
But inside all is darkness and confusion. Doors slam in the night wind, voices 
whisper in the gloomy corridors, heads peep out from every doorway, ghostly figures 
steal along the corridors and in ten minutes a group of girls, about twenty-five in number, 
safely arrive in a third story room, where a feast is spread in their honor. 

And what a wonderful feast it is! Roast chicken and pies, cake and candy, 

olives and pickles, fudge and jelly, and even a few sardines grace tins sumptuous board! 
And what a wonderful experience it is to carve chicken in the dark. We forget all about 
anatomy and think only of the easiest way to get it apart. Everyone wants a leg, and 
in the struggle the poor chicken falls apart, its basting threads refuse to hold together 
and in a short while he is entirely devoured, skin, dressing, bones and all, by a bevy 
of hungry lassies. 

Oh. will we ever forget those midnight spreads? What pleasant memories they 
bring to our minds, what a lot of scheming and planning, stealing and dodging? And 
what if the teacher at the foot of the stairs keeps her light on way into the "wee sma' 
hours of the morning", keeping us in suspense and tempting us to throw black hand 
letters in through the open transom? Is it not worth all the fear and trembling to sit 
on the floor in the light of the frosty moon, and munch chicken bones and pickles? And 
what though tin- watchman did see us dressed up in outdoor garments, and is it small 
wonder that lie thought we were trying to elope? 

And the years may come. 

And the years may go 

And the world seem not so bright. 

But still our voices will whisper low. 

The memories of that night. 


Found — That we didn't know anything when we came here. 

Lost All girlish traits of dress and manner. 

For Sale — One lot of fraction cards; one carload of paper notes; one office full 
of lesson plans; and any number of yellow blanks and cards portraying interesting per- 

Wanted — A little more of the male element to keep us from getting a narrow 
view of life. Through men we get a broader view of the practical and business ways 
of the world. 


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Time— 8 o'clock P. M. 

Place — Room 28, Taconic Hall, N. Adams, Mass. 

Conditions — Inmates busily studying. 
Characters — Students of Taconic Hall. 

Act I Door slowly opens, in walks a tall girl, clad in blue kimona decorated 
with large California poppies. 

New comer — "Say, what is our psychology lesson for tomorrow?" 

Loud rap at door — Enter a short girl wrapped up in a huge blanket robe. 

Short Girl — "Have you got my pencil?" 

Noise is bad — Enter two more girls — Recline on couches. 


Girls busily chatting — Very noisy. 

Timid rap on door, suddenly all confusion. 

Tall girl — "A teacher, a teacher, run for the closet." 

Tall girl drops down on floor behind table. 

Short girl opens the closet door. Short girl disappears in closet. Steps into a 
box of tissue paper making loud noise. Two girls disappear behind bureau. 

Gentle rap again. 

Inmate (with meek voice) — 'Come in." 

Enter teacher. Proceeds to talk about lesson plans. 

Girl under table pinching inmates foot, paper rattles in the closet, tittering be- 
hind the bureau. 

Door opens roughly — enter another girl. 

Newcomer — "Beg pardon." "Oh how do you do?" (to teacher). 

Seats herself on bed, begins to talk on lessons that never were assigned. 

Newcomer "Oh! (spying girl on floor) What is that? (realizes situation) Oh! 
I see it is a sofa pillow. It scared me." 

Teacher smiles knowingly. 

Exit teacher. 

Girls all come from hiding places. Laugh and scream. 

Enter teacher again. 

Teacher: — "I left my pencil in here. Oh, thank you. "(smiles at girls) 

Exit teacher. 

Girls look blankly at each other. 

Girls — in chorus — sing 

We're here because we're here, because we're here, because we're here. 

"Gentle reader should you be offended 
At aught that herein meets your view, 
Most humbly do we beg your pardon 
It's far from our wish to hurt you. 



You see, we had to grind someone 

Or over our books you'd have snored. 

If the joke goes too far — no hard feelings — 

Have one on yours truly "The Board." 

— Elizabeth Gallagher 

(Elans itfablPH 

Miss Topping's conception of sour grapes. Fox to a rooster up in a tree after 
vainly trying to reach the rooster — "Ah, I wouldn't eat you if I did get you. You're 
too skinnv. ' 

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JNGENIUS handmaid, well I love 
Your smiling nickel face. 
But you never gave me notice; 

When you were to leave this place. 

Some cooks there he requiring much, 
Before they seek to please, 

But you ask naught but alcohol, 
And wiggly shrimp and peas! 

The humble cracker glorified, 

Arises into fame, 
As background for a wiggle, 

With a naughty Normal name. 

Your hours are always overtime, 
But no one faints with fright, 

When you are asked to cook for eight 
At twelve o'clock at night! 

You do your hospitable best 

For the slenderest of purses, 

Dear chafing dish, accept these most 
Appreciative verses. 

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Miss Sheldon (reciting) — Acquired variations cannot be inherited. 
Mr. Murdoch: — What does the class think about it? Let's take a vote on it. 
Miss Cassidy: — I don't think the class can vote on a question that scientists 
don't know anything about. The vote was not taken. 

One of Mr. Murdock's famous illustrations to settle a point in the mind — Person 
during a thunder storm began to pray: — Oh God take me under your wing for Thou 
knowest that feathers are non conductors. 

Mr. Murdock to Miss McMahon: — Do you think that you are an ape? 

Marguerite: — No, I don't. 

Mr. Murdock: — Well, neither do I. 

Miss Boland (puzzles over the importance of heredity) — 

Mr. Murdock, I know a man who has two sons. One is dark and strong, and the 
other is light and sickly. Now how can you account for the young son? 

Reflex action is an impulse to the heart and back. 

Mr. Murdock: — Miss Neal what were you looking at when you were reciting? 
Miss Neal (who has been looking at Mr. Murdock) — Nothing. 

Mr. Murdock: — What have you to say about Miss O'Connor's recitation? 

Pupil: — She appeared afraid. 

Mr. Murdock: — It would take a whole lot to scare Miss O'Connor. 

Noinmtbrr 1, 1911 

Voted in class — Frothingham elected as governor. 
At the Polls. 

Miss Blanchard to man at polls: — May I have a ballot? 
Polite sir: — No, you're not a suffragette. 

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JfctSYCHOLOGY, Psychology, you are an awful bore to me 
4f Reticulums and nuclei, and simple life all come in "Si". 
The simple life sounds good to me 
It is so restful like you see. 

I'd ask no greater pleasure here 
Than just to be a Vol vox, dear. 
No hair to comb, no face to wash 
No chewed up meat or turnip, squash 
No brain to get all tired out 
To learn how bugs turn inside out. 
No stairs to climb three times a day 
No convent life to turn me gray — 
No gramaphone to drive me mad 
No chapel talks to make me sad 
Oh yes, the simple life would be 
A blessing every way to me! 

— Frances Xickerson 


A group of girls were studying in the assembly hall one evening. Suddenly one 
of the girls cried out, "Oh, listen who is singing?" All listened in wonderment. 

"Is there anyone in the music room?" asked one. 

"It sounds as if it were down stairs", replied another. 

Finally it dawned upon them that it was the chickens in the zoology room that 
were doing the singing. 



1 Be inside the building at five minutes before ten. 

2 All lights out at 10.15. 

3 No gentlemen callers unless they are relatives. 
New Rules 

No chafing dishes to be used under pain of expulsion. 

All company, no matter how great the number must be entertained in the 
social room. Extra chairs may be found in the dining room. If preferred girls may 
contribute sofa pillows. 


In getting the lawns ready for the spring, fertilizer was scattered profusely over 
the lawns. The powerful scent invaded the literature room on the second floor of the 
building. Miss Chain came into the room and taking a long breath exclaimed, 

"My, what an incentive!" 

Miss Dunton (speaking of Dickens) — He married Catherine somebody — then 
he died. 

Miss Baright: — A fatal marriage. 

Miss Baright: — What is a device? 
Pupil: — A scheme or contrivance. 

Miss Baright: — What does "limit our dates" from Lowell mean? 

No answer. 

Improved method of aviation. 

Miss Chain: — She flew to him. 

Miss Williams: — "A rain guage measures rain drops." 

Pupil: — Whenever Darwin heard music he left the room. 
Mr. Bowen: — Perhaps we'd like to sometimes. 

Miss O'Hern — If the Democratic candidate didn't get two votes, — well wouldn't 
there be any Democratic party? 

Mr. Bowen: — Are you alarmed at the outlook? 

Miss Allen was always the "Special Topic" of Mr. Bowen 's classes. 

Miss Lawless can give concrete examples of lawless places that actually exist 
in our own country. 

(grammar, ICtlrraturr anft Sra&mg 

Miss Baright: — What is the difference between a harp and a lyre? 
Miss Judge (sotto voice) A lyre isn't Irish. 

Miss Baright: — Give an example of action directed toward the object. 
Miss McCann: — Would "She embraced him" be directed toward the object? 

Student (reading from Burroughs) 

"But the first run of sap like first love, is always the sweetest." 
Miss Baright (a method in her madness) — Have any of you had any experience? 
A general laugh. 

Miss Baright: — I was going to say in tasting the first run of sap. 

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Just as an example of how dormitory girls study, let me tell you this little incident. 

Five Seniors are gather together in one of the student's rooms, preparing a gram- 
mar lesson. One diligent pupil, who by the way is the only one in the company who 
has thought to copy the grammar sentences, is faithfully reading the sentence for the 
benefit of the others. She reads — "The kingfisher sat on a fence looking out/over the 
water. " 

Suddenly a loud train whistle breaks in on the silence. 

"Oh! hear that whistle", cries one young lady. 

"Makes me feel homesick", sighs another. 

" My mother says it is a sign of rain ", says a third. 

And one other who has tried to keep an ear on the lesson, yawns out from the 
depths of a sofa pillow, 

"Say, what was that fellow on the fence fishing for?" 

"Oh, fishing for dates" cries the disgusted student throwing down the book and 
tossing a handful of candy kisses at the amused company. And in another moment 
the girls were munching candy and busily chatting, all thoughts of king fishers and 
grammar sentences being far from their happy minds. 

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What true lover is my bed! At night, worn and weary in mind and body, I 
throw myself into its loving arms and find comfort, rest and new strength. All through 
the long night watches it tenderly holds me, always faithful, never deserting till, at day- 
break, I awake fresh and ready for work. When I first wake up I feel its gentle embrace 
tighten as though it were loath to let me go but when, at last, I do arise it does not hinder 
me from obeying the call of duty. O bed! how true a lover thou art! 

— Rose E. Stone 


Training School — E. Gallagher endeavoring to bring out the sacred thought that 
on top of Mt. Greylock one feels nearer to heaven. 

E. G. to small boy — What kind of feeling would you have on top of Mt. Greylock? 
Small Bov — I'd feel kind of cold. 


M. Murray (speaking to third grade child) — Tell me something about the rabbit's 
Pupil: — My father can wiggle his nose like a rabbit. 

M. McCann: — Ivory comes from Turkey. 
Pupil: — Please teacher do they have elephants in Turkey? 

Miss McCann: — I wasn't talking about elephants. You'd better keep your 
mind on vour lesson. 


Mr. Bowen: — What are the principal railroads in Mass.? 
Miss Bonnar: — The Narrow Gauge. 

Mr. Bowen: — Give three proofs that the world is round. 
Miss Boland: — Seeing the stars. 

Some late discoveries made by the students of Division I of the Senior class. 

1 Rivers run up hill. 

2 The earth is cylindrical in shape. 

3 That environment and climate make people tall and short. 

4 All men are not created equal. 

"Does a canal connect bodies of water or bodies of land?" asked the instructor. 
"Bodies of land", said the pupil. 

A bit of advice from Mr. Bowen. 

"He that knows not and knows that he knows not is a wise man." 

"If you want a thing well done, do it yourself." 

Mr. Murdock's encouraging remarks to the students of Division I after studying 
geography for three months: 

"You're a fine class of girls, and you can do some straight thinking but you 
don't know the first thing about geography," 

Miss Connors: — He stood a-er he sat rooted to the tree. 

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1 He who laughs last laughs best. 

~2 Don't be stingy or selfish, or quarrelsome. 

3 Sour grapes. 


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JCOW shall we pen the thoughts of the past 
WJ Of the good time's now gone by? 
Is it not fitting that we should record them, 
That memories may not die? 

Xol many months ago, a group of girls thoughtless, giddy and gay, High School 
maidens, still irresponsible gigglers, came to these spacious halls. Examinations made 
no impression on them, so busy were they in "sizing up" their fellow students. Geom- 
etry constituted our introduction to Normal studies and to the amazement of High 
School Geometry students. Miss Searle gave the command. "Observe house forms and 
compare them to solids". Soon neighbors, friends and strangers were amazed to hear 
girls as they strolled along exclaim excitedly, 

"That's the hist square prism I've seen! Look at that triangular prism! Is 
it right or equilateral? I'll have to put that on my list." 

Music brought many of us to our "Waterloos". When we had learned "Little 
Gipsy Dandelion" by rote, one girl representing the farmer and one the dandelion, 
had to sing and act a pretty duet. Many a laugh we raised afterward when we reached 
the noble height of singing time exercises to the class. 

I pass from the realms of "Math" and music to the Science department, ruled 
with an iron hand by Mr. Guss. Every day armed with bottle, hammer, and basket, 
we trooped forth, pouring acid on every rock in sight, just for the joy of seeing it "fiz". 
Then came the memorable West Shaft trip. Armed with all our contraptions for tests, 
weighed down by rubbers and umbrellas, we followed in Mr. Guss's wake, walking the 
track like professional "hoboes". Then woe of woes, when we reached the tunnel, the 
rain began to descend. Smoke begrimed our faces, rain streaked them. Disconsolate 
groups crawled over fences, climbed over boulders and, after seeing all there was to be 
seen, ran madly for the first car into North Adams. 

To give the class dignity, we now organized and chose "Nick" for our president, 
the duties of which office she has faithfully performed, to this day. 

The Seniors now pitying our unfamiliarity with other Normalites, tendered us a 
reception at which we were formally introduced to each other and to our instructors. 


N () R M A L O G U E 

We returned the favor by entertaining them at a Hallowe'en party. Great was their 
delight when our country dancers walked in backwards and favored us with a reel. 
But the Yama Yama dance was the crowning success of the evening. 

Next Mr. Guss sent us into transports by describing with harrowing minuteness 
a trip to the Arnold Print works and the Gas and Electric Plant, which was to be taken 
all in one afternoon. When in the dye room, tears rolled down our cheeks, the men 
unsympathetically told us we'd get used to it after a while. When we reached the dynamo 
room we sat down to rest. But oh! could we find a worse place for the weary? 

In drawing we were informed that everyone should strive for an artistic effect. 
Bright striking colors are all very well in nature but people, especially young ladies 
who are aiming to be teachers, should wear grayed colors that harmonize with their 
complexion and hair. 

Later on we a were introduced to new and startling kind of Arithmetic. 

"If a girl is the measurer, what is this?" asked one student holding up a yard 

Many and stringent were the chapel lectures, delivered in Mr. Murdock's im- 
pressive way, on whal to wear and how to wear it, coming from Taconic Hall to the Nor- 
mal School. 

About this time the Seniors, thinking we must be having a dull time challenged 
us to games in the "gym". Great was the consternation when "Babe" pulled "Joe's" 
hair, with a long and vigorous tug. Of course it is understood that we came out of the 
games covered with glory — and bruises. Other social events of the season were the 
Glee Club Concert and the fascinating lectures by Seumas McMannus. 

Chemistry came to us soon with its attendant investigations in the form of another 
trip, this time to the Iron Foundry. Upon arriving there, after jumping the track and 
getting our shoes filled with cinders, we heard squeals issuing from one end of the foun- 
dry. It proved that some of the girls had seen the huge dipper of hot iron coming their 
way and had given vent to their feelings as only girls can. 

When spring arrived she found us waiting, loaded with forks and rakes, and string 
and stakes, wending our weary and muddy way about the garden. Old residents gave 
us only a passing glance, but new comers gazed open-mouthed and finally gasped in amaze- 

"Are those girls digging worms for bait?" 

"Oh, no," the older residents assured them, "they're only the normal students 
making their gardens. " 

As the days went on, such conversations as the following were frequent. 

"But, Mr. Guss, I know I planted peas, and planted them right under that string." 

"You know you did? Hm! Well, seeds never tell lies. It's better not to know 
so much than to know so much that isn't so!" 

April nineteenth, a blessed holiday, brought our banquet with it. Such songs 
and laughter! Such jolly toasts, especially on "Quarter After" and "Mr. Guss's Trips." 

Of course fudge parties and shrimp wiggles were in vogue and both the "fudges" 
and the "wiggles" suffered, but girls must be girls. 

In reading that term we surpassed all former efforts in any line of 
work. We began at the baby class with counting in fives. However we soon graduated 


and arrived at the stage were we could cry in plaintive tones — ma, ma ma ma, ma ma 
ma, ma, ma, MA — ! Our next lessons made us so well acquainted with inflection that 
we could cry in tones either harrowing or full of satisfaction, — ga, ge, ga, go, goo? ga, 
ge, ga, go, goo, oo — !" Thus was our advance in reading marked by regular changes, 
until finally we began on fables. A person, pausing at the door, would have been startled 
at hearing such extraordinary remarks as — "Miss Allen is the mouse"; "Miss Cassidy 
is the lion"; or "The whole class is the pack of dogs". But there was really nothing 
to fear for we were only acting innocent fables. 

The Senior play found us ready with posters, descriptive and picturesque and we 
knew the Seniors appreciated all our efforts in the artistic line. 

Then came commencement with all its frills. The painful labor on the daisy 
chain still clings persistently in the memory of the faithful few. In the addresses to us, 
the Seniors infested us with terror of the coming Psychology and horror of "The Destiny 
of Man. " We, Juniors, ushered and sang, served refreshments and above all looked 
as pleasant as possible. 

Class Day, with its regular exercises, its outdoor reception and class play, and 
Commencement with its graduation, alumnae banquet and reception, left us weary 
but unmistakable Seniors. 

Senior year welcomed back nearly all the girls, tho a few deserted our ranks. 
Mr. Guss immediately made us reacquainted with our gardens, which we visited on 
botanical trips, and for the purpose of obtaining caterpillars, though Mr. Guss had to 
remind us constantly that they were not bugs and were not worms, just "baby butter- 
flies". Shall we ever forget the trip to Brigg's Farm? No one ever saw a more dis- 
heartening sight than fifty girls, among a lot of cabbage heads, vainly trying to protect 
themselves with umbrellas from the pouring rain and frequently being urged to, "Step 
a little livlier, young ladies", "Fill in the gaps". Nevertheless there was one bright 
spot on that trip and that was the cider mill. We all agreed that nothing had ever 
tasted as good as that cider did then. 

Mr. Bowen took us to the polls early in the year, in the Mark Hopkins School, 
where we peeked into the ballot boxes, examined the ballots and listened to a lecture 
on voting. Finally a courageous girl asked, "May I have a ballot?" 

"Are you a suffragette?" demanded the man. 

"No!", was the indignant response. 

"Well, we only give ballots to voters", was the laughing reply. 

Grammar was a tremendous stumbling block and it took many struggles to 
firmly install in our minds the fact that an "idea" is a "mental picture". Author's 
books filled all our spare time and every month great was the scramble to find what our 
marks were. We read Dickens and many a girl would fear to tell how much midnight 
oil (or electricity) has been burned to complete the reading. 

The yearly lectures on proper wearing apparel between Taconic Hall and Normal 
school were duly received and only Mr. Murdock knows how much good they did. 

Mr. Bowen struck terror to our hearts daily for a lengthy time by demanding 
the drawing of certain circles on the board. Trade winds and monsoons filled our dreams; 
and we had a regular diet on storm centers and the movements thereof. 

The Seniors tendered their usual reception to the Juniors after which the Juniors 


entertained us at a novel hair-raising, blood-curdling Hallowe'en party, where they 
passed delectable pieces of boiled macaroni from hand to hand thru dark corridors. 

Later we had a "frolic" in the gym, beginning with a Grand March an ending 
with a naming contest. Many were the names we learned for the occasion only to forget 
them a few days later. 

Soon after this the Faculty delighted us with their clever and entertaining play, 
"A Model Rural School". We did not know they could be so jolly and we found they 
knew their own weaknesses and peculiarities even better than we do. 

What shall I say of the terrors of teaching! How our knees shook on the days 
of the first attempts! But we'll dwell on that mournful subject no longer. 

As we were following in Mr. Guss's wake on that memorable trip to the Poultry 
Show, we overheard the following: — 

One street boy — "Say where did all them girls come from?" 

Answer — "Don't youse know? You should tell 'em cause they're trailing along 
after Mr. Guss. He's taking them Normal Students to the poultry show, to show 'em 
the difference between a hen and a rooster. " 

Mr. Guss also took us to the town farm where we made the acquaintance of the 
Holstein cows, also of Mr. Stark, who, to quote our teacher, "stuck up" for his cows. 
Barns and cows are interesting enough but why do Mr. Guss's trips always come on 
days when it is necessary for him to say, " Wear your rubbers, young ladies, and take 
your umbrellas for the weather looks threatening." 

A shadow, deep and dark, fell across the brightness of our Senior year. In Jan- 
uary, the loss of our beloved Mr. Bowen, a loss which we know can never be fully re- 
placed, shrouded the school in gloom. 

The new term came with a change of subjects. Literature filled our minds with 
short stories, essays and fables. We even tried to originate some creditable work, how 
creditable we trust Miss Baright will never tell. 

In geography Mr. Murdock gave us the most awful "cross sections" I've ever 
experienced and I'm sure we'll never look at North America again without seeing the 
side view. 

Psychology arrived and proved to be all the Seniors of last year had predicted. 
To this day many a perplexed girl asks herself the question, "Am I an ape or am I not 
an ape?" and, "If I'm an ape, why don't I run around like my relations?' 

The social events have been many and interesting this year. The Glee Club 
Concert was held as usual. But the events dearest to Senior hearts were those exciting 
basket ball games between the "Elizabeths" and the "Sarah Janes". Another evening 
equally exciting occurred between the "Suffragettes" and the "Anti-Suffragettes". 
We're glad the "Suffragettes" use basket ball as a medium of expression instead of 
apeing their English sisters in a campaign of window-breaking. 

Commencement days are still to come when forth we'll go to wage our battles 
with the world. 

Two fruitful years are past and gone 

We've had our work and pleasure; 
We'll pay our Mater's kindness back 

In verv fullest measure. — Esther Xeal 

^THE past and present here unite 
^^ Beneath Time's flowing tide, 
Like footprints hidden by a brook, 
But seen on either side. 

In far off Athens, where a friend and I were spending the summer months of the 
year 1925, we were walking one day in a certain section which had at one time been one 
of the most flourishing parts of the city. It was a complete mass of ruins exposed to 
the gaze of the passers-by. 

We thought we would look thru the ruins with the hopes of finding some inter- 
esting souvenir. It was after almost an hour of searching that we discovered an old 
stone pillar which seemed to have recently been rolled from its former position. Di- 
rectly beside the somewhat massive column we found an old, slightly battered Grecian 
lamp. After removing as much of the clinging earth as we conveniently could, we took 
it home. 

We spent a large part of the evening in cleaning and burnishing the lamp, which 
we afterwards found to be in quite good repair. During this process we had, in some 
way loosened the cap which allowed the oil to slowly ooze down the side of the lamp. 
Noticing this we attempted to light it, which, after much difficulty we succeeded in 

The tiny flame flickered for some moments and reddish fumes arose, filling the 
room with a strange, peculiar odor. Suddenly an odd form took shape within the smoke 
and a weird voice cried, "you have called me, what am I do to?" 

We were speechless with astonishment and wonder, not realizing what had hap- 
pened. While working with the lamp we had been discussing our school days at Normal. 
No doubt it was because of this that I answered the unknown voice so quickly with the 
words, "Reveal what my classmates are doing." 

Almost instantly it began in clear, distinct tones; "Being forced to obey you,Jl 
will do so. You will find your class president, Frances Nickerson industriously carrying 
on the work of Carrie Nation only she attacks the nickel-theatres, familiraly known to 
the class of 1912 as the M. P. S." "Her excellent arguments are the result of training 
procured in the grammar class. 


Your Vice-president," — I here interrupted with the words, "I am acquainted 
with her occupation, so kindly omit it." The face of the phantom seemed wreathed 
in smiles and it continued; — "Having settled near the capitol in Washington, D. C. 
your corresponding secretary, Elsie Parsons, no longer has need of corresponding as 
her chief interests are within the city. 

The spectre hesitated and I quickly asked, " What work is the recording secretary 
pursuing?" Instantly came the words, — "Hannah Lawless owns a large fish-market 
in Shelburne Falls, her interests, however are somewhat divided as she also has charge 
of an orphan asylum in Amherst. She expects to retire from the latter work and has 
even now sent in her resignation to take effect in December. By following Molly Wood 
in "The Virginians" you will know what work the treasurer, Elizabeth-O'Connor carries 
out. She, however, intends to return to North Adams, instead of Vermont." 

"Of whom shall I now speak?" questioned the mysterious voice. "Pray, select 
whom you choose", I replied, and the voice continued. "I will do as you say. Travel- 
ing abroad, investigating the different schools you may see Gertrude Dudley and her 
assistant Marguerite McMahon who enjoys her work immensely. A large and suc- 
cessful sewing school has just been established in Framingham by Margaret Allen. It 
is not probable, however, that she will continue this work for any great length of time. 

Her friend, Marion Weld continues her work in teaching and intends to open a 
summer school for boys soon. 

At this, the room became dark and instead of the apparition I seemed to see a 
tiny laboratory in which lightning flashed so vividly as to considerably frighten me. 
Gazing excitedly into the fumes above the glowing lamp I could dimly discern the slight 
figure of a woman with what I afterwards thought to be a tiny coil of wire in her hand, 
standing near a table in the laboratory. I stepped forward to see more clearly when the 
vision vanished and in its place the former phantom slowly became visible. Again the 
clear words came, saying, "I have pictured to you the work of chaining lightning which 
is being carried on by Esther Chain, who received her inspiration from Franklin. " 

The room was again bright and the lightning flashes no longer occurred. Then 
the spectre hesitated, smilingly and continued: — "Mary Doolittle now travelling abroad, 
sailed two months ago on the steamship "Tech", named after its inventor who ac- 
companies her. On the stage in North Adams you will find Ruth Dunton, now known 
as Rosalie Williams. 

Bernice Davis has recently taken up the art of hair-dressing, however, she 
receives no customers between nine and nine-thirty in the morning. One of the Wil- 
liamstown girls, Bessie Fallon delights in giving dancing lessons and is very happy in 
her work." 

These last words seemed to die in the distance and there in its place I see — can 
it be possible! Yes, it is Katherine Burt. Listen, what is it she is saying? Slowly I 
lean forward and hear the words, "Of course, as you know, in all my lecturing work I, 
as a rule speak of the great advantages of living in Vermont but to n — ", the words no 
longer broke upon my ear and my friend was no longer visible. Even had I not seen the 
face I would have known to whom the quiet voice belonged, and from whom such words 
would be expected. 


As the form of the speaker disappeared, the apparition became visible, and slowly 
continued with the words: — "Ethel Davis, now at the head of the Domestic Science 
department in Pratt Institute makes a very successful teacher. On Ashland Street, 
North Adams, stands a large hotel, the owners, Margaret Murray and Jennie Freehoffer 
making a specialty of entertaining transients, as many pass thru that district. A new 
book which proves to be a splendid one on the subject of psychology has recently been 
published by Anna Churchill. 

A girl with much literary ability and thoroughly skilled in the art of painting 
was Bess Gallagher who still pursues these lines of work in Venice." Upon hearing these 
words I cried excitedly to my companion, "We must make her a visit as she is so near.' 

At these words the calm voice said, almost impatiently " Make no unnecessary 
interruptions, I did not imagine your class to be so large when I undertook to do your 
bidding. " 

Again he began: — "You will find missionary work being carried on in Africa by 
Elizabeth Blanchard, Cora Coffil, Flora Oakes, and Margaret Tower who take up each 
day of labor, eagerly and conscientiously. 

Recently in a beautiful Boston suburb a public school has been erected where 
Beatrice Gelinas and Elizabeth Roach have charge of the gymnasium work in the insti- 
tution. Carrie Topping has accepted the principalship of a kindergarten. She is very 
particular that the teachers under h r jurisdiction tell original fables to the children. 

Eva Thompson and Ruth Sheldon are going into a thorough study f the devel- 
opment of the child and are also doing much good in charitable work among the poorer 
classes in New York City. 

Located in a co-ed school dormitory in Jacksonville, Florida, you will find Mary 
Connors filling the position of matron. This work is apparently pleasing to Mary. 
One who, when in Normal School so much enjoyed design work, is taking up this work 
in France. You will doubtless guess, and rightly, it is Lucy Sparrow." 

At this point the spectre solemnly pointed toward a window at its right and said, 
"Over, in Berlin, at the head of a large glee club in a famous old university you may find 
Marguerite Williams with her assistant Rose Stone. 

Far away on the great continent of South America, in Ecuador, Marion Miller 
carries on a great work along the line of Manual Arts. Then travelling northward to- 
ward the Taconic range in North America you will find on beautiful Mt. Everett a 
Domestic Arts School, governed by Elizabeth O'Hern. The following verse which her 
children sing will reveal to you its name. 

In the glory of Everett's site 
There stands a favorite school far famed 
It is called the Normal Light 
By Miss O'Hern so named. 

Elizabeth enjoys her work and, it is said, her only regret is that only girls desire 
to know how to cook. 

The spectre suddenly placed its white hands over its ears and cried, "Even now 
can I hear the cries of "Votes for Women" and "Woman's Suffrage" as Carrie Harvey 
and Ruby Budd arouse the country with their woman suffrage lectures." 



The speaker had vanished at these words so quickly and completely that I feared 
he would not return. Suddenly I heard a voice, a wonderful voice pealing forth a 
melody almost divine, but slowly and much to my disappointment it gradually died away. 
Then again returned the now familiar tones of our visitor declaring, "That was the voice 
of Odna Monat, now a famous grand opera singer." (Evidently her voice was not 
injured by her many cries of "Less noise, girls" and "Lights out!") 

The patient but very tired voice went on, "Ella McCarthy and Bess Kiley who 
have jointly purchased a Packard touring car, are living now in Newport, occasionally 
visiting Atlantic City. 

Ruth Loomis and Gladys Little are about to open a Young Ladies Seminary. 
Ruth favors Williamstown for a location but Gladys is as yet unable to decide definitely. 
Esther Neal expects to have charge of the elocution department in this institution. 
Mabel Williams and Teen O'Brien are at present taking what they call a year of recre- 
ation and you may be assured they are having an enjoyable time. 

On a large sheep ranch in Wyoming you will find Ruth Lyman and Kathleen 
Marsh whose work is very appropriate as they wore meek as lambs at Normal. Jennie 
Rudnick, noted for her great physical strength and splendid health has accepted a position 
as physical instructor in a Kansas Normal. Grace McKay as a result of her political 
interests was elected mayor of Adams, her native town. In the same town Evelyn Kay 
who was always fond of the male element fills the office of postmistress. 

Conducting trolley excursions thru the United States you may see Sadie Harris 
while in this very city of Athens may be found Eleanor Bonnar continuing her study in 
art. And travelling thru the sunny southern states of North America Ruth Brown 
performs earnestly her several duties as governess. 

The lamp, at these words was noticed to flicker, the flame grew dim and I feared 
it would die out entirely but it still burned although quite dimly. 

The vision of the fumes said quietly, "The numbers of the class now are few and 
it is well it is so, for I can remain but a short time." Speaking thus, it, for the last 
time, hurriedly began, "Nellie Norris recently accepted a position to "settle down" 
in East Hampton. She taught successfully for two years but will doubtless prove a 
pleasant home-maker. Elizabeth O'Shea works industriously giving music lessons 
while Margaret McCann your class violinist succeeds in making many happy and her- 
self famous by her violin and piano recitals. Delia Boland whom the class left as a 
committee of one to greet and entertain for the month of September each year every 
entering class at Normal, still carries on her work faithfully. She always possessed 
the wonderful ability of making others happy as she herself was never otherwise." 

With the words, "My task is completed, farewell", the accommodating apparition 
slowly vanished. 

As from a dream I gradually awoke, endeavored to collect my scattered thoughts 
and put into writing the wonderful words I had heard, and dear classmates, as near 
the conclusion of this record the following lines come to my mind. 



If perhaps these lines of mine 

Should not sound well in strangers' ears, 
They have only to bethink them 

It may happen so with theirs; 
For so long as words reveal some story 

Which the writer calls his own 
They will be most highly valued 

Where they're best and longest known. 

-May L. Cassidy 

(ttlaas Will 



^jfj E it remembered that I, Elizabeth V. O'Hern of North Adams in the County of 
lljj Berkshire and Commonwealth of Massachusetts, acting for the class of Nine- 
> "*" teen Hundred and Twelve of the North Adams Normal School being of sound 
mind and memory but knowing the uncertainty of this life, do make this our last will 
and testament, before the departure of the afore mentioned class from this great insti- 
tution of learning to wit, the North Adams Normal School. 

After the payment of all the just debts of the members of our class and all the 
expenses incurred in connection with our graduation exercises, I bequeath and devise 
in the name of our beloved class as follows — 
To the Faculty 

All the records of our personalities; habits of manners and dress etc. hoping that 
they may be gentle reminders of days spent in faculty meetings when the aforesaid 
personalities were the interesting subjects of their conversations. 

Further, our deepest gratitude for the many efforts they made for our intellectual 
To Professor Guss 

The Elm-leaf Beetle and Brown Tail Moth exhibits prepared by our class, on 
condition that should these popular creatures follow any member of our class to their 
destined community that he shall send same exhibit to that member as a practical lesson 
on same, pay all express charges at this end. 
To the Training Teachers 

The right to pour upon the heads of our underclassmates all the " Contents, 
Sources and Methods" which they deem advisable. 

Also all the yellow blanks which bear the fruit of their labor providing that they 
show them only at such times as will be for our good. 

Lastly our appreciation for their helpfulness to us. 
To the Juniors 



This dignified title — Seniors. 

Our places as models for the new members of this school. 

The last rows of seats in the assembly for those who will wear the large fluffy 
bows over the left ear thereby retaining their youthful grandeur and being of less ob- 
struction to the faculty's view. 

To some of your members the duty of maintaining law and order at all times 
in the dormitory and the responsibility of seeing that the State electric light bill shall 
not be increased through carelessness. 

The privilege of electing a chairman for the Lunch Room for a term of one year 
providing she lives up to the teachings of the Sanitation Department. 

The duty of welcoming and guarding the next entering class. and revealing to 
them the mysterious ways of Normal life. 

In testimony whereof, I hereunto set my hand and in the presence of three wit- 
nesses declare this to be our last will, this first day of April in the year one thousand 
nine hundred and twelve. 

Elizabeth V. O'Hern. 

On this first day of April A. D. 1912 Elizabeth V. O'Hern of North Adams, Mass- 
achusetts, has signed the foregoing instrument in our presence declaring it to be the last 
will of her class and as witness thereof we three do now at her request and in her pres- 
ence and in the presence of each other, hereto subscribe our names. 

Mary Louise Baright 
Helen Van A. Schuyler 
F. F. Murdoch 

■ i Itm wrattmt ■ ■ 

®HE life of each individual is one great series of happenings, many of these ex- 
periences are trivial and easily forgotten, but among them there are scattered 
the precious few that are vital to us. To the class of 1912 this day marks the 
conclusion of one of these greatest events; one of those which together form the character 
and worth of our lives. 

And it is with regret we see it pass. The sadness of leaving experiences, familiar 
associations and friends can only be relieved by the pleasure gained by anticipation of 
greater things beyond which shall come as a result of our closer relationship with the 
outside world. 

As we leave and go our several ways, there will be some who will remember us 
and there will be others who, in the rapid movement of time, will forget us. It should 
be so, it is the natural course of events that others will take our places and in turn reap 
the same benefits we have gained, therefore we wish to leave behind us something which 
in years to come, will speak for the class of 1912. 

The little delicate, beautiful, clinging ivy is symbolical of our spirit. As the 
ivy is transplanted in foreign ground there to grow and send out its small tendrils which 



grope about to find a strong support upon which to cling and creep along, so we shall 
be transplanted, hut strengthened by our previous experiences, will become strong 
until the growth is beautiful in its breadth. 

To those leaving, the ivy has another symbolic feature. The kind words, the 
self sacrificing acts, the patience and love of our instructors and teachers, shall seem to 
be the things of which the ivy tells us. It may have seemed that these things fell on 
stony ground, where they were lost and therefore have amounted to nothing. But 
seeds thus sown will surely spring up later on and blossom forth into beauty. 

So in planting the ivy our hope is that it may grow beautiful to adorn the walls 
we love, and within our hearts and souls we pray that our lives be kept as pure and 
beautiful as the modest vine. 

— Elsie J. Parsons 

iltig f mm 



^ff T is only a bit of green ivy 
Jll That with hope we are planting today, 
Just a promise of life from the old vine 
From which it was taken away. 

In the soil we've prepared with such care 
This plant we will tenderly place, 
Praying sun and rain to be kind 
And perfect its beauty and grace. 

Many hardships and storms will be needed 
To make it both strong and well grown. 
That the leaves be unfolded in beauty 
And cover the face of the stone. 

May this ivy not only grow upward 
Attaining a marvelous height, 
But branch and extend itself outward 
Renewing itself in the light. 

May this plant with leaves of fresh green 
Cov'ring over the cold bare wall, 
Be a source of joy and beauty 
Giving pleasure to one and to all. 



Like the ivy, we've been transplanted 
In such various soils to grow, 
That we've had to adapt our natures 
To the new conditions they show. 

With kind help from our friends and our teachers 
We are now on our upward way; 
But soon it must also be outward 
Reaching farther and farther each day. 

The stronger and firmer our growing 
So much stronger the growing will be 
Of those whom we daily are leading 
The best things in all life to see. 

For whether we're careless or thoughtful, 
Some kind of an impress we leave 
In the plastic mind of the youthful 
Which is always free to receive. 

And as we all go to our duties, 
Leaving you, our dear ivy, to grow, 
Adding daily a new bit of beauty 
To this building from which we must go: 

May each carry a face that is cheerful 

And a brave and courageous heart, 

Which throughout all the storms and the sunshine 

From its duty will never depart. 

— 31. A. Tower 

N O R M A L OG U E 91 

ulljr foxjntb of thp (ftpfiar Strft 

^/^ONG, long ago when the world was very young, the people on earth were obliged 
1| to labor continuously in order to cultivate the soil. But at this time there 

^^ were one family known as the Cedar family who would not work because of 
fear of soiling the beautiful sheen and exquisitely blended tints of their costumes. These 
indolent people led a nomadic life "here today, gone tomorrow" and lived by taking 
food from their industrious neighbors. 

The neighbors called upon their patron goddess saying, " Come to our aid and 
protect us from these people who will not work and who live by our labor." 

The goddess heard this cry came to earth, hastened to the Cedar family and 
touching them with her wand said, "Henceforth you shall not be people for you are 
unworthy of the name but shall live as birds and be obliged to fly from place to place 
in search of food. 

No sooner were these words spoken than the Cedar people grew smaller and 
smaller, their clothes changed to plumage of many blended tints and they began their 
new life as Cedar birds. 

Even today nothing ever flusters or hurries these birds, their greatest concern 
is to make themselves as comfortable as possible and they live as indolent and careless 
a life as formerly. 

— Nellie Norris 

% W? ijau? Ifobtfi 

AFTER the world was first made there were no flowers growing upon t — just 
green, green grass where countless children played. 

One day father Jupiter up in heaven said to the stars, "Oh, stars, that you 
may see and enjoy the beautiful sight of little children playing on earth below I will 
make windows for you to look out." So saying he took his scissors and cut out the holes 
in the blue sky through which the stars might look. The blue scraps he let fall to earth 
and where they fell springs up the modest blue flower which we call "Violet". 

— Mary Elizabeth DoolUtle 

Teacher — Who took part in the 

Pupil — The Christians went over 
to Asia Minor and the Turkeys came 
out and fought them. 


A physiology teacher had told her 
children that blood keeps the body 
warm. The next day she asked in 
review, "What keeps your body warm, 

Charles alter thinking a moment 
said "My shirt." 


Old Gentleman — How's your liver? 
Little Boy — 0, I don't live around 

A. D. Simkin 

Ladies Tailor and 

New Kimbell Block 

Telephone 57 

Compliments of 

Dr. G. H. Thompson 

Make up your mind at once to exchange your old piano. 

Get a fair leading allowance for it from us and adorn your 
home with one of our fine Upright or Grand Pianos. 

Do not forget that we are "One Priced" dealers and you are 
sure of buying for the same figure as the person who has no in- 
strument to turn in. 

Come in today and talk it over with us. 



The Normalogue is a wide advertiser 
Therefore a wise investment 

Compliments of 

Teacher — The next topic will be 
GTeneral Summary. 
Pupil — Who was lie:' 




A man severe he was and stern to view. 
Yet every Normalite his sweet smile 

E. M. MOORE, Prop. 

Well had the guilty student learned 

to trace, 
Her near disaster in his morn'ng face, 
Full well we laughed in well-affected 

One Block from the Depot 

At all his jokes, for many a joke had 
Full oft when busy whispers circled 

Opposite City Hall 

Corner Bank and Summer Streets 

North Adams, Mass. 

He made us feel like ten cents as 
he frowned. 

ZTbe Barnes Ibunter 

/Hbacbme Company 

north Adams, Massachusetts 

A moving picture man, caught Pres- 
ident Tafl asleep in a hammock. As 
the picture was being reeled off, some- 
thing happened tv» the machine. The 
screen grew dark. 

"Land o' mercy, Hiram," gasped an 
old lady in the rear. "What was that?" 

"Hush up Mirandy", croaked Hi- 
ram, "don't ask such questions. I 
reckon that's where the hammock 
busted. " — Ex. 

Cross-eyed waiter (after collision) — 
Why don't you look where you're 

Second waiter — Why don't you go 
where you're looking? 

Mother — How is it your report is so 
much lower for January than for 

Son — O well, you know everything 
is marked down after the holidays. 

Compliments of 

San for as 

Dowlin Block 


Visit Where the Best Creams, Ices, and Refreshing 

Drinks are Served 

Banana Split a Specialty 

If you have a Sweet Tooth Try Our High Grade Chocolates 
Brick Ice Cream Promptly Delivered 

Wilson House Drug Store 

Main Street, North Adams, Mass. 

A Word to the Wise is Sufficient 

Queen Quality 

When the donkey saw the Zebra, 
He began to switch his tail. 

"Well, I ■ ever," was his comment, 
Merc's a mule that's been to jail." 

Famous Shoes for 





New Solution of Labor Problem. 
An Irish foreman was in charge of a 

Lamb & 

gang of laborers. 

"Now" he roared, "Get to worruk. 
Ye've got to hustle becuz I can lick 

:^3 • 

any man in the bunch." 


"Ye can't lick me" came a voice 
from the crowd. 

"Well, go to the office, then and get 
yer money," replied the foreman, 

108 Main St. 

"I'll have no man in me gang I can't 


lick. "—Ex. 

l lanos — r lanos 

The Victor- Victrola 

If you haven't a Victor- Victrola in your home you don't know 

what you are missing. 

Why not come in today and hear the wonderful Victrolas? 

New Records Every Month 

Charles A. Darling 

34 Bank Street, North Adams, Mass. 

For Confections, Sweets 
and Ice Cream 

The Best— Call at 


They'll do the Rest 

Your continuous patronage and 
our good service has made the 

CLIMAX STORE what it is. 

Keep Up the Good Work 

Climax Store 

5 Eagle Street 

Climax Pop Corn Wagon on Main Street 
or Corner of Holden and Main Streets 

When is a joke not a joke? 
When it's on the faculty. 

Waiter — Will you have pie? 
Guest — Is it compulsory? 
Waiter — No, it's raspberry. 


A man was advising his son. "You 
should always begin at the bottom and 
work up," he said. "Then you will 
make a good business man." 

"That's all right, pop," — answered 
the boy. " But how about when you 
go swimming?" 

Compliments of 

H. W. Clark & Co. 

Roasters of Gold Flower Coffee 


Mistletoe Canned Goods 


John Alden Flour 

To cut or not to cut, that is the 

"Everything that is Good" 

Teacher — Name sonic products of 
the Altai highland. 

Pupil — Grass and fur-bearing trees. 


"Ah, little boy", said the visiting 
suffragette, with a sigh, "I am shocked 
to see so many youngsters around here 
with soiled faces. Don't you know 
we suffragettes have promised to kiss 
every little hoy who has a clean face." 

"That's why we are keeping them 
dirty, mum!" shouted the tough lad 
as he bolted down the alley. 





Telephone 240 New Kimball Block 
North Adams, Mass. 

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nents |C Zl] 


on Ifootel 

J. N. WHEELER, Proprietor 

North Adams, - - Mass. 

The North Adams National Bank has 

separate departments, with special con- 

veniences for ladies. 

Rip Van Winkle, stretched, yawned 
and sat up. He gazed forlornly around 
the place. Suddenly his eyes lighted 
on a patient looking man. "What do 
you want?" he asked. 

"I have been waiting to collect 
your bill at the Inn," replied the 

And Rip rolled over for another 

Chambers-Alden Co. 

Photo Engravers 

Hoosac Savings Bank 

North Adams, Mass. 

French Dry Cleaning 

Drying, Altering, Repairing, Pressing 

Of Ladies' and Gents' fine 
Wearing Apparel 


14 Ashland St. Tel. 524-2 

North Adams Beef 
& Produce Co. 



North Adams, M ass. 

The teacher who impresses upon her pupils the 
value of thrifty and saving habits does them 
a greater service than the one who teaches them 
merely those things which are to be found in 

North Adams Savings Bank 

86 Main Street 

V. Partenope & Son 

Shoes Made to Order 

First Class Repairing 

409 Main Street, Bennington 
24 Holden Street, North Adams 

New and Slightly Used 


Sold on Time — Rented 
Rent to apply on Price 

Anything in the Music Line 
Underwood's, 18 Holden St. 

In ;i recent magazine the following 
appeared. A bald-headed man, who 
was in the habit of wearing a wig, 
died. The undertaker in charge of 
his funeral was preparing the body for 
burial when he looked up and saw the 
weeping widow with a glue pot in her 
hands. &g 

"I thought you could use this in 
fastening on John's toupee, "she sobbed. 

"Never mind that," sympatheti- 
cally replied the undertaker, "I just 
used a couple of nails." 

This is cited as a test of a sense of 
humor. Try it on your friends. 


Pure Fruit 










T. C. FARLEY, Pharmacist 

No. 9 Eagle Street, 

North Adams, Mass. 

Teacher — A despot is ;i strong ruler. 
Tommy, use the word in a scut once. 
Tommy — My teacher swatted me 
with her despot. 

Teacher — Use the word judicious in 
a sentence. 

Pupil — Iky went down to Isadora 
Goldensterns and broke all the Jew 

A white trader sold to the natives 
of one of the Pacific islands. He had 
distributed canned goods of various 
sorts. One day he brought to them a 
phonograph and asked them what they 
thought it was. 

'Canned white man" was the answer. 

Bastian Bros. Co. 

Mfg. Jewelers 
Engravers and Stationers 

Engraved Invitations 
and Programs 

Class and Fraternity Pins 

Dept. 867 


Our methods of performing dental operations 
certainly deserve consideration 

We always do our best to save the tooth, 
no matter what condition of decay it has 
reached, each operation done with the 
least pain possible, and with this satis- 
faction to you and to us: "It will 


American Dental Co. 









Thone 59 

24 hrs. a day on the line 


Excelsior Printing Company 

North Adams Massachusetts